Chapter 395

“Shall we retire to your…… abode?” Varro breaks in and frowns up at the darkened manor, which seems shabby and deserted compared to how it used to look so many months ago. His sarcasm is obvious, and I catch that little flex in Colton’s body as he curbs his reaction to someone dissing his childhood home. “Shall we?” I answer instead and push Colton off, motioning him ahead of me as we turn about, telling him to get moving. He does so after a second of stubborn stillness. His eyes cast around to take in the scene before us, and he grips my hand and tugs me close to his side. Always ready to shield me. Our wolves are all standing ready, a huge semi-circle that has grown since Varro appeared, and I catch sight of Meadow in the lineup. Eyes ablaze, poised for the kill at a command. I smile her way softly, so glad to see her again, to tell her it’s okay, and impulsively scan the faces for the rest of the subs. They are all here now, watching, waiting, eyes amber, and standing in battle mo