17. A Shot To The Heart

It took them the rest of the day to ensure their guests were fed and settled. The children refused to be separated, so they settled in the packhouse hall. His Omegas spent the better part of the afternoon moving mattresses and other essentials for them, some of them donated from the pack because he couldn’t risk anyone going out for a supply run.

The children were still scared, making everyone else around them anxious. The pack was still on edge since the scare with the Hunters.

But Layla seemed more anxious than the rest of them.

Jackson looked at his mate as they went up the last flight of stairs and gently squeezed her hand.

“Are you okay?”

“I... I’m not sure. Rebecca hasn’t come back yet,” she answered. “I’m probably just being a bit paranoid because of those children. She disappears all the time and comes back as if nothing’s happened.”

“It hasn’t been that long since the memorial. The last person I’d worry about right now is your mother,” he answered. “She can take care