Natalia
“We’re almost home,” Damon said softly, glancing at me in the rearview mirror. “Grace is waiting with the pack doctor.”
I nodded, too exhausted to speak. Behind us, Andrei followed in a separate vehicle with Mila. I hated that part of me was wishing that I was in that car instead, beside Andrei.
Three days. I had been in that rogue camp for three days, and it felt like a lifetime. But Grace and the twins were all okay, and right now, that was all that mattered.
When we pulled up to the pack house, Grace was waiting on the front steps with tears streaming down her face. The moment I stepped out of the car, she had me wrapped in her arms.
“Thank the Goddess,” she sobbed. “I was so scared. I’m so sorry I couldn’t protect you.”
“It’s not your fault,” I managed, surprised that she
