“I guess I better go white flag the Alpha, until we can see where all this is going. Might make life easier if I give him a few days pass.” I shrug it out, knowing all things considered, Colton probably could use less stress until Sierra wakes up.
“He’s young, headstrong, stubborn like his mother, and still finding his feet in his new role. Go easy on him. He has the world on his shoulders, and he needs a little help in holding it up. His head is not quite where it should be.” The doc glances at him and then off to the femme Medic across the other side who waves him to her.
I nod, taking the hint, and push off to walk towards Colton, leaving the doc to wander back to the femme in the corner pouring over some clipboard as she jots things down.