Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia

Chapter 165

Chapter 165: Grace: Reassurance

Jer’s knuckles are white against my hand as we trudge back toward our camper. His fingers tremble, but his breathing has evened out.

Ron and Sara stand under the awning. Bun toddles between their legs, rabbit ears twitching above her dark curls. She doesn’t even notice us; something on the ground appears to be fascinating her.

"Can I... can I go to them now?"

I release the boy’s hand and nudge him forward. "Yeah. Just stay where I can see you."

He bolts toward the others, his shoulders already loosening with every step away from Archie and Doris. Away from what he saw. I fold my arms across my chest, trying to trap the cold spreading there.

Dead bodies, but not really dead?

It’s surreal.

The words spin through my head, refusing to settle into anything making sense. I press my palm against my forehead, willing the pressure to ease. One more supernatural mystery I don’t understand, dropped onto me when I’m already drowning.

"What happened?" Sara’s voice cuts through my spiral as she approaches, her curious eyes flickering between me and Jer. "Why was he screaming?"

I glance back at the other camper, where Lyre, Owen, and Caine are still inside with... whatever those bodies are. Not human, I guess.

Not anymore, at least.

Or ever?

"He was just startled. Come on, kids. Let’s finish getting everything ready."

"Are we really taking the dog with us?"

I blink and turn around, only to find Sadie, tail wagging low and golden fur catching the morning light. She’s giving us her cute dog smile, which is basically an arrow of guilt straight into my heart.

My head’s hurting again. "I don’t know yet."

Sadie sits, looking up at me with devoted puppy eyes as her entire body vibrates with golden retriever joy. No. I can’t get a soft spot for a dog. I’m already swamped in four kids.

I call out, "We have a

Instead, Sara turns her interrogation to Jer. "What did you see in there?

his small shoulders hunching defensively as he stomps toward the

"But you were screaming—"

said leave me ALONE!" he shrieks, high enough and loud

from her younger brother. "Why don’t you just play with Bun outside,"

special treatment—but Ron clamps a hand on her shoulder and steers

I want to

they pass me, just loud enough

We were

cross to where Jer’s standing and gently pat at his dark curls, noticing how they spring back under my touch. He doesn’t flinch

who’s down on her hands and knees in the dirt. The toddler’s completely captivated by a line of ants marching in formation to an unknown destination. Her rabbit ears twitch with excitement, her

going to be okay?" I ask him, keeping my voice

movements. "Yeah. It isn’t the

The

My fingers find his small

like he’s

praying for him to

He shakes his head, finally meeting

more blood

Or not.

Fuck.

what I wanted to

there, his fact blank. It’s a struggle to maintain a neutral expression

to keep the shock

shoulder, his gaze returning to the ant-entranced

not an answer, but

pounds against my ribs so hard I’m surprised he can’t hear it. I want to pull him into a fierce hug, but something in his rigid posture warns me

"Jer, I’m so sorry."

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