“We have to get him out of here. Amber is she okay?” Dom asked the brown wolf, who was now a beautiful young woman, holding the young wolf who was in fact a young child, probably around eight. My eyes then shifted back to the bleeding Liam and all I could do was stare.
“She’s fine, her legs are just hurt,” she said, to Dom.
“That’s good, we have to get him back to the house. Neffi,” Dom said, pulling me back into the conversation. “I know this is crazy, but Liam is bleeding, and we need to get him to the house. Normally I would say you can’t go, but we need you to tell us what happened. Can you do that?” He asked. I shook my head yes, then followed them back to this castle-sized house. However, I was too much in a daze to care or pay attention. All at once, my world had come crashing dow
