"It's you, isn't it? I know that scent. You've been coming here a lot, h—haven't you?" the voice came again. Wyatt's voice was weak, strained and hoarse like he was in constant pain.
"Hey, talk to me, Liam. I've not been able to use the mind link… My mind's too quiet and I haven't had many visitors in the past few hours. What's happening outside? It sounds like a mess out there…" Wyatt called out, his voice loud and desperate this time.
Liam remained quiet, clenching his fists. 'Can't access the mind link? What was that supposed to mean?'
"I-I probably sound crazy… but it's quite simple really. I was bitten by… by… Hmm… I'm not even sure myself. Believe it or not, I was too scared at the time. What I do know is that I'm not in the right pack anymore," Wyatt grunted painfully.
Liam turned back to the door in curiosity.
