If our roles had been switched and Leo asked that of me, there would be nothing that would keep me from bringing my son home.
I rubbed my forehead, a stress headache starting to pierce through my temples.
When a small knock sounded on my door, I nearly leapt out of my skin as I turned around.
Leo stood there in the doorway, holding out my phone.
I forced a smile as I went to take it from him. I didn’t want him to see how nervous I had been. “Everything go okay?”
“I guess,” Leo said. He continued to look at me, even after I had taken the phone. He tilted his head a little. “Miss Warrior, is your name Claire?”
I blinked, surprised. “Yeah. How did you…?”
“I saw it on your birthday card there.” He pointed to the card on the dresser. It had been signed by most of the pack and I was proud
