With a groan, she woke up again. This time, she was able to actually stretch out her aching limbs. When she opened her eyes, she was in her room, and her father was resting against her closed door, asleep.
She recalled the night before, when Alex brought her across the threshold, she begged him to go back and help Cal, but he wasn’t able to go back without Ethan being on their side. Her body may have barely moved, but her insides were thrashing. She knew Cal would die fighting Roman. He had the strength of two wolves, and no one else knew that. Calum was strong, but not strong enough. Alex tried to help her while she wept for Cal and Ethan. When she was able to push him away, Brady grabbed her and held her tight.
Beyond Brady holding her, she didn’t remember too much. She didn’t k
