Nina

The air feels heavier than it should as the last of the pack steps forward. It’s too quiet now, the kind of silence that makes your skin itch. I glance around, taking in the somber faces, the bowed heads. Nobody says it, but it’s there, hanging between all of us. We failed them. Luke and Parker. We weren’t fast enough. Smart enough. Something enough.

I take a deep breath and step forward again, my boots crunching against the gravel. The pack’s eyes follow me like they’re ...