Roberta POV
Drew was good company and I think it helped Dad that he took the time to stay with us during the first hours of Mum’s death. As bad as it sounds, it had to be done. She was risking the whole pack, over whatever was going on in her mind, for her not to care. It raised the issue of whether he was really Dad’s mate or not. At the moment I did not want to think about it.
Dad went to bed and so did Helena and, of course, that meant Ashley was going too. He mind-linked me to say he had taken Bobby for the night and to rest with my mate and get through this. That told me this had hit him harder than he wanted to admit, and I would keep an eye on him.
Drew pulled me into his lap and started to draw circles on my neck and back. I rested my head on his shoulder as I watched my brother
