#Chapter 115 – Witless Mutt

Alyson I walk back into my home stunned and dripping wet from the rain. Fritz offered to run me back, or run with me, but I declined. I needed the time to myself to think. The rain has me shivering, drenched and exhausted, but it's the least of my worries. Ryan has been trying to connect through the link with me but I didn't have the heart to answer his requests. One of the warriors in the foyers strips off his coat and lays it over my shoulders. I give him a friendly nod, wondering if his family in the outskirts of the pack will get sick, if they will all perish, and it will be my fault. Ryan rushes to my side, grabbing me in a tight, breathless embrace. I bury my face into his shoulder and sob gently. "What did he do? What did he say to you?" Ryan gusts. I open my mouth, needing to release this burden, but I can't. I spot Olivera a few paces away, his arms crossed to his chest and his hands curled