Oris's POV

　　Sitting in Elsie's bedroom, on the edge of her bed I found myself restless. My leg constantly twitched uneasily as I thought about what was happening in the forest. I felt useless, wanting to help my brothers find Elsie, but I was needed here. Gracie couldn't be left alone, she was too young to fend for herself, especially now a rogue wolf had her scent.

　　The painful sensation still ached through me, and I caught flashes of Elsie's sadness and cries ...