Lucas’s POV
I was still far too weak to move.
Now that the terror Calix had caused was over, all I wanted was for Harper to come back. Regardless of how poor a shape I found myself to be in, all I really worried about was her.
Unlike her wolf, she didn’t seem to have much control over this particular side.
Apart from Mason, the rest of the group had carried off into the woods, still in their wolfish state. With the barriers no longer necessary, everyone was free to run through the forest to their heart’s content.
The corner of my mouth pulled into a smile as I felt the sudden pressure of Mason placing his paw on my shoulder. His wolf whined with concern for my well-being. Or, rather, the lack thereof.
I watched him turn his head toward Harper. My eyes drifted over to the powerful
