The ride to Emma’s house was quiet. She’d withdrawn into herself. Mason noticed it from the moment he’d arrived at the area. When Ellie told him Emma was in trouble his heart felt like it was being torn from his chest.
“Emma?”
She’d been staring down at her bloodied hands the entire drive. She lifted her gaze from her lap and met his. There was fear and pain in her eyes. He sensed and scented her worry.
“I shouldn’t have asked your mom to come with me,” she mumbled.
He could hear the struggle in her voice to keep from crying. “Don’t do that to yourself. My mother will be fine. She’s an Alpha female that has seen bigger injuries than those little cuts.”
She swallowed hard. “But she wouldn’t have gotten hurt today if I hadn’t been so hard-headed and taken her with me.”
“Emma. My mother
