Molly's POV
I was chasing after Roger, the most important part being to keep him safe. He hadn't been to a pack before but seemed to know his way around. The most difficult part was keeping up with his pace.
My heart rate kept increasing with every attempt to match Roger's speed. "Can you stop? I'm tired," I said breathlessly, but he kept running and talking.
"A little bit more, Molly. We can find a place to hide until the bad guys leave."
It felt strange when he called me by my name after referring to me as mom since we arrived, seeming like Roger was longing for his mother when he called me that.
As a school with kids discussing both parents, I understood how challenging it could be for him to only mention one parent constantly.
However, I was relieved to have release
