59 - Misdirection

~Corinne’s Point of View~

“Sa… Sawyer?”

The word left my mouth, my heart raced but my mind… My mind tried to convince me I was hallucinating. Vivian took my hand, knowing his name. As many times as I’d told stories of how we grew up. How I’d had to lose everything to the same male who now held me captive.

The babies were all scared and restless, having been woken twice in the night now. But this gruff voice in the dark, it was like a beacon of light and hope … more than I’d ever felt. The Goddess was shining her light on me, in my darkest hour.

I handed my pup to Viv and took a step forward. She put her free hand on the small of my back as I began to shake uncontrollably. The last time I’d seen my brother’s face he was a contorted mess of anger, rage and half wolf. It was torture to have that as the last memory of my best friend.

“Corrie! I’m here, I’m here. I’m real honey,” I heard.

His voice was nothing like I remembered, it was so rough and he sounded so pained. Honey … that