The exhausted warriors trudged back to the pack house, their injured being carried by their friends, their fallen wrapped in blankets as they were transported back to their home.
The rescued females were huddled together in a group, scared of the new men around them, but the few that knew Carmela nodded reluctantly when she approached them all, hugging them and promising that they were safe.
The female warriors took charge of the women, a group shifting to be able to carry the women who were extremely weak.
Carmela was riding on Darrin’s back again after a fierce argument with Shaun, who was stubbornly insisting that he should carry his mate home.
‘Dude, you look like Swiss cheese, just let me carry her’ Darrin sighed exasperatedly.
‘She’s my mate, I need to protect her, I can shift’
