“Yeah. We’ve had a few requests for help from other packs, and there are reports coming in from people who need assistance,” he explained carefully.
“Are you planning to leave?” I asked him, curious.
“No, I’m not leaving. I’ll be sending others out. There are enough warriors here who know exactly what they’re doing,” he replied calmly. I wondered why he wasn’t going on the missions himself—he always did. He’d told me before that he had to be in charge since this was his pack, and he needed to make sure everyone stayed safe. It was his responsibility. Suddenly, I realized the real reason he was staying behind.
“You don’t have to stay here just to babysit me,” I said, glancing over my shoulder with a small smile.
“Well, you need help putting cream on your wounds, and you only just arrive
