Bailey's voice is low and apologetic "he asked about you."
Son of a b***h. I exhaled loudly. "Maybe I should go and see him then" my voice was tight.
Bailey lets out a low growl "just seeing him had you bolting into the forest" he says frustratedly, "and now you think going down to a dark smelly dungeon is a good idea?" he demands, holding tightly to both my arms as I stare at him. "You don't have anything to prove Riley. Not to me. Not to anyone else in this damn pack. You don't ever have to see him again if you don't want to" he continued passionately.
"I know," I told him faintly. "I know that I don't have to but" I hesitated and then decided to tell him exactly what I was thinking, "There must be a reason why my siren was so adamant about saving him. There was such grief in his so
