Fighting My Way Back

Oliver

“You gotta stop pacing, man,” Trevor huffed. “Your stress is stressing me out.”

“Yeah, well, I might just snap if I don’t do something,” I quipped. “If you haven’t noticed, Lya isn’t back yet, and my sister in law has been in labor too long.”

“We know where Lya is though, we have someone keeping an eye on her, and human labors are longer than wolf labors,” Trevor sighed. “If you need to get out some pent up rage, go train or something. Stop wearing a hole in the hospital floor.”

I turned on my heel without saying a word and stalked out of the hospital. I had been doing my best to heed my grandmother’s advice, but I was still out for blood. Knowing Lya’s location was the only good news I had gotten in the past four days, but Cody and Gregory were insisting on stalling until making the next move.

The main goal here was to decimate as much of the Marsan contingency as possible. Pulling her out too soon would only make them angry, and put a target on our heads. The person w