When he entered the door at the top, his pack members looked up and straightened.
“Honey." His mother rushed over, concerned about tightening the edges of her mouth. "Is everything okay?"
The members in the attic were all in their pajamas. Some of them looked around with bleary eyes, others alert and ready for anything. The children had curled up and fallen asleep while their parents watched over them.
Dawn squeezed his mother's arm in reply and cleared his throat. "Everyone?" They turned to him, faces expectant.
Sapphire, still on the bunk he'd laid her on earlier, sat up and rubbed at her eyes. Her auburn hair was a mess, the sides matted down, and the back bumped up.
She was adorable.
And also in danger.
The thought of someone hurting her made his heart clench. Or even wors
