"I don't mind sacrificing my life for Lisa's. But I can't sacrifice this pack for her. I'm struggling to know how to juggle these feelings."
The truth has my shoulders sagging, but he only nods.
"Responsibility will always be a shackle to your decisions. It's a good lesson to learn."
"Better if I'd learned it before lives were lost," I mutter, full of self-deprecation.
"Sit up straight," Jericho snaps, his voice cracking like a whip. "Feeling sorry for yourself doesn't help anyone."
My spine stiffens even as I flinch, scrambling to obey the older wolf before my brain catches up to his demands.
Training is a scary thing.
Selene's ears perk up, and his head swivels toward the door. A few seconds later, I hear the thud of approaching footsteps. Jericho grunts, "That alpha sure took his sweet time."
The door bursts open, and Lucas strides in, Kellan at his heels.
