CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN

Sarah

After locking ourselves in our office together, me and Lucas have come up with a plan. Neither of us like it though. And I want to find any other option.

I can’t. As leaders of the pack, we must do unpleasant things like this. We must take risks. We can’t expect anyone else to do it for us if we won’t.

Before we announce it though, we spend a little time with Fergus. We play with him, cuddle him, and read him stories while feeding him his favorite snacks. His sweet, baby face is imprinted in my mind. I’ll carry him with me no matter where I go.

Even once he’s sleeping, we hold him for a little longer. We hesitate more than we should. Until finally, we force ourselves out of the door to rejoin our pack.

As we stand in front of them all, curious faces look to us for guidance. There’s so much hurt, fear, and uncertainty in their eyes. Everyone is terrified and unsettled. We have to make this right.

“As you all know, we’re mourning another loss today,” I say, standing in fron