Seconds later, when Illia had already been healed thoroughly, I gently pulled and carried him on my shoulders, ready to leave this place. There were going to be warlocks and other werewolves in this place that we have to go through, but I didn’t care. I was going to do everything that I could, so we could leave this place, no matter if I am really related to the werewolves here.
I didn’t know them as I had come to know Illia, and for that his safety would come first above all else. Even if I had to fight my family, the Rosewood pack. Later I would have to think about the implication of knowing Gabe was my brother and that my family consisted of a pack that had made it its goal to rise to the top; later when I have all the time in the world and nobody is relying on me for us to leave.
Wit
