KATOMI'S POV
I held the small crying girl tightly to my chest, her sorrow was torture, every fibre of me felt her pain, Remi was bearing it better then I was, I didn't understand why she wasn't feeling it as I was, wasn't this empath ability coming from her and not me, not that I'd want her to be in pain but it was still very confusing.
I was lead from the woods, leaving my mate to deal with things 'We'll take my car' My dad said as he steered me towards the parking lot of the packhouse, I noticed a few pack members staring at me and frowning in confusion at the young crying child in my arms but we ignored them.
I tried to speak to her as we climbed into the back of the car but my voice still hadn't returned and I felt sharp stinging pains through my throat as I tried to fight the comma
