DENVER.
“Where the f**k are you, Cory?”
I gritted through my teeth as I placed the phone against my ears. With one hand holding only Elijah behind me, I clung to the walls as I made my way to the back of the PackHouse. That was where those buildings were, especially the one with the mountain symbols that Elijah saw.
“Is mommy here?” He whispered. I squeezed his hands before he clamped his lips shut, remembering what I’d told him—to be as quiet as possible. Hell, I wouldn’t even have been on this call if my Beta Cory had just replied to his text.
“Alpha Denver, you were the one who directed me back to Blood Hounds after the incident. I already left this morning with the troupe” Cory replied and I pinched the bridge of my nose with a sigh from my lips.
I wanted him to come and carry Eli
