"The next pack meeting is this Monday," Micah answered my question. I was so out of touch that it would take a while to get back into the swing of things. It was as if my world and everything in it had just stopped, but the rest of the world kept going along, as if nothing had happened.
Lucas and Brady stood next to Michael, listening.
"What day is it today?" I asked, looking around, trying to get my bearings.
"Today's Sunday," Dad said, his voice low.
"Good," I said, nodding. "I'll speak with the pack, and then we can make a plan."
Dad nodded, looking really tired. "Well, let's go back to your room so we can check you out." He looked around. "Actually, I'm surprised no one's noticed that you're not in your room yet."
I nodded. "How long were Michael and I gone?"
