C138 TRAPPED EITHER WAY
Trapped either way
Gracie's pov
The heavy doors of the PhoenixWing Wolfpack compound clanged shut behind us as we crossed the threshold. The atmosphere was intense. None of us said anything to each other but our silence sure communicated a lot.
“Come on.” Eliot said in a brisk tone. He's upset. He's wounded and it's all my fault.
I followed quietly behind him.
Silas looked at me
