Langdon POV
The drive back to the pack house is quiet, pensive. The two children, Milly and Jinx are watching us from the backseats, wide eyed, a very uncomfortable looking Drake, sitting in the middle. The two had taken to Drake, as though he was a favoured uncle of theirs, and had not let go of his hands the entire time we'd been in the car. The little girl, Milly, was staring out the window, her lower lip trembling and I could discern there was tears in the corner of her eyes. She was trying not to cry, her hair dishevelled, her body covered in bruises and dirt. Jinx was in roughly the same condition and I wondered how long they had been in that building, and what exactly they had gone through.
"Langdon" Milly says quietly, a hitch in her breath, "what's going to happen to us?"
I kee
