We obviously needed to keep warriors here to protect the rest of the pack and to keep looking over Thomas and his people. I mean, it was crucial; our safety hinged on their vigilance. I could feel the weight of responsibility pressing down on us, especially knowing how volatile the situation was. The last thing we needed was for someone to slip through the cracks while we were busy managing the chaos of our own pack.
But honestly, I was more worried about Evan. The thought of him being locked in that shelter all by himself gnawed at me. I had no idea how he was coping with everything that had happened; his emotional state was a complete mystery to me at this point. After all, we did a real number on him the other day—he was shattered, and I hadn’t been back to see him again. I felt guilty
