Hawk’s POV.
I barely slept all night. Even after the busy day yesterday and then the pack run, I’d not been able to rest. There was too much to think about, and I was far too alone in this cabin. I want my son and my mate back home, where they belong. I’ve been testing my bond with her every few minutes, making sure I don’t feel any spikes of fear. Knocking at my door signals it’s time to give up trying to sleep and get up. There’s plenty to do today. Tomorrow Mickey will get his tattoos. Today could be the last full day of safety.
I’m surprised to see Colt and Helen at my door. Helen looks so much better already.
“We need to talk,” Colt says, his face tells me this is not good news.
“Come on in,” I sigh, walking to the kitchen and leaving the door open for them to follow me. I need
