Lost

Visions

                                                                                    DORIAN

        After getting to Oregon early this morning, we settled into an abandoned house we found in an isolated area. No one should be able to find us here.

        I refused to let any of these idiots drive my truck on the way here, so I went to sleep after everyone unpacked and I’d given orders to my pack.

        Now awake and somewhat refreshed, I call out for everyone to check on their progress.

        “What have we heard from the Virginia team? Did they check in this morning?” I ask a group of omegas near the front of my pack.

        “Well, uh-” one nervous omega looks from me to the men next to him, hoping they’d start talking, and it worked.

        “Sir, the uh – the group we, uh