Grant’s perspective:

“Wait a second,” I say, grabbing hold of Gabby’s shoulder. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“With you.”

“No, ma’am,” I respond as the rest of the pack heads for the front door. “You two aren’t going with us.”

“You expect us to stay here? I won’t let Austin go without me.”

“You will.”

Still holding Gabby from bolting out the door, I grab Emily’s hand ...