His Hurt

[Rosco’s POV]

“I told you I was fine!” I hiss as Maria and Olga fight to keep me in bed. Many hours had already passed since Elise, Charlie, and Jose went to save William and retrieve my father, and despite the time, no one had contacted me yet. “I can’t just sit here while my people could be in danger!”

“Rosco!” Denali sighs. “You can’t take your frustration out on the ones attempting to help you.”

Opening my mouth, I prepare to argue, but I stop as I realize that she is right. However, that didn’t mean that this was frustrating. To sit back and not do anything with such things happening in my old pack lands drove me crazy.

Sighing, I prepare to try to reason with them, but stop as the sound of a car pulling in reaches me.

Hearing it too, Denali moves, making her way to the window, and when I see her tension disappear, I know that the others have returned.

“Thank the goddess.” She sighs, bringing a hand to her chest. “This means that they won, right?”