Erin POV
"River, your shot," I said, as we cautiously entered the pack house.
"Please, River, put me down," I pleaded.
River, silent as a predator, carried me effortlessly to the safety of the room, the floor creaking under his weight. He gently set me down and closed the door, his body collapsing onto the ground afterward, the thud reverberating in the silence.
"River!" I yelled in panic as someone rapped on our door. The sharp knock reverberated in my ears, causing my heart to race.
"Clothing first," River demanded, his words strained.
"Erin, it's Raven. I've come to make sure River is okay," a muffled voice called from the other side of the door. Fingers trembling, I fumbled with my clothes, hastily dressing myself. The urgency in the room was palpable, a heavy weight pressing
