Riley's POV
I blink and awaken, feeling like I've been asleep for months, my body feeling like it's been hit by a truck. The last thing I remember is going for a run with Bailey's lycan and then nothing. Had I passed out before we made it back to the packhouse? I'm confused as I turn my head to peer at the spot next to me, the empty one that's clearly had Bailey in it, judging by the smell of his scent which is still there, even as faint as it is.
Between the shift and the run, we used up a lot of our energy. Bailey had to bring us back to the pack house.
Snow's voice is sheepish. I fight back the urge to laugh at how apologetic she sounds.
Where is he now then?
He's on the other side of that door about to walk in....she trails off as the door opens with a creak and Bailey wanders
