~Hannah’s Point of View~
“How much further,” Parker moans, as I stroke his hair.
I frown and kiss his forehead, absolutely frustrated there’s nothing more I can do for him. The Alpha and Luna seemed all too pissed off with our entire situation, and wouldn’t even allow Jake to stay behind to care for Parker’s wounds.
Some parents!
The only silver lining was that they were gone by the time we got back to camp. I couldn’t face the Luna, knowing she’d want an apology I’d rather die than give.
Thankfully Jake left things and gave some instructions but I can’t just constantly pump Parker full of pain meds.
“Still an hour, sorry man,” someone replies.
My brothers snore loudly in the back of the van as Parker winks at me. Where he even finds the energy to be frisky I can’t understand. Bu
