Helanie:
I don't know what had gotten into me, but I had lost my mind. I wanted to throw things and go find Norman.
"And do what?" my wolf asked, a hint of cheekiness in her voice.
"And beat him up for giving up. He should have fought and refused to go," I cried again, stomping my feet as I paced the hallway outside Emmet's room.
He had made me come out of the room so he could get it cleaned before I hurt myself.
I was getting annoyed with them making me their priority and not putting themselves first.
I had walked all the way to Emmet's room, and when I turned around to head the other way, I saw Emmet coming toward me.
"He's back," he said from a distance, pointing his thumb over his shoulder.
"What?" I stopped dead in my tracks, eyes wide.
"They set him free," he repeated, still walking.
