East Pack Territory….
"Are you sure you don't want either of us to come along?" Arion asked his wife as she prepared to leave for Aster City after the news broke.
Aeron leaned silently against the doorway, watchful and deeply concerned.
"No," Irene said firmly. "If Griffin calls and needs help back home, then you both should be ready. Elijah will have his eyes on me the entire time and I won't be able to help from there."
Aeron finally stepped forward. "You think he's okay?"
"Our son is strong. He's probably protecting Violet and Roman."
"They could have just surrendered to the authorities and been given space to deal with the mating fever," Arion argued. "Now they're on the run, drawing unnecessary attention."
"Unless there's something else they're hiding," Aeron said, locking eyes with his brother.
Then he turned to Irene. "Let me come with you. You can face Elijah while I'll find our son."
Irene placed both hands on her hips, studying him. "Are you sure about that?"
