Robynne POV
Rigde was good, he listened and followed instructions, with little fuss. If he keeps this up, we shall work well as a team. So far, I have always had to do things by myself; this mating bond might be the blessing I need to do the healing work when needed. This idea put me in a better mood as we moved to the next room.
My heart broke the moment we walked in; it was not the despair on the woman's face as she looked hopelessly at us before going back to her child, but the sound of four wolves howling in despair. I nearly stumbled at the hurt, lost sounds they were making, calling out for company —any company. They were so forlorn.
I raced to one of the girls —the one who was screaming the loudest —and touched her head and hand. Ridge didn't need to be told and did the same. The
