Lucas watches me with concern and care, but all I can say is, "Oh."
Some part of me had expected Mom to stay in a coma forever. Or die.
I didn't think about her much. Ignoring her existence is easier than dealing with—well, everything.
"I would have to return to Blackwood in order to question her." Every word is careful and measured, as though he's not sure how I'm going to respond.
He doesn't invite me to go. I'm not sure I want to. He probably realizes that.
Selene glances toward us, her ears flicking as she listens.
"I don't think that's the best idea. Your pack needs you here. They need to see their alpha." I'm hesitant to speak up, but Selene's watchful gaze gives me a little confidence. "Alpha Clayton is still there, isn't he? I think he should lead the interrogation."
It's our first time saying his name between us, and I can feel Lucas' muscles tense.
