Chapter  395

THORNE "But you needed help," Lake said reasonably. "And I knew I could make portals to the sun. Riley calculated the angles and told me where to aim." "Riley helped?" I asked. "He's upstairs with Ollie making sure nobody else tries to hurt anyone," Lake explained. "We have a system." Of course they did. Because apparently five--year--olds in this pack had tactical coordination systems. "Where are your parents?" I asked.   "Dad and Mom went to the cabin," Lake said. "The one in Uncle Zade's territory. For alone time. Grandma said not to bother them unless it was really important." I closed my eyes briefly, feeling a headache building. Xenois and Lumina had finally taken a break, finally disconnected for some much--needed private time, and I was going to have to interrupt them because we'd just been attacked in our own pack house. "It's really important," I said. "I thought so," Lake agreed. "Should I portal to them?" "No," I said quickly, imagining Lake opening a portal directly into w