Chapter 54: Wolfe
I sit next to Skye where she's laying on our bed, looking small and frail against the huge frame. She is such a powerhouse of a woman that seeing her in a position of less than complete control is one of the most frightening things I've ever experienced.
She could die.
When I was five, I lost both of my parents to the fall of our Sanctuary. Tijuana was overrun first by flu, then by Outsiders, and finally by Primitives. My short life had been devastated in those weeks, leaving me an orphan in a dangerous world. Not long after losing my family I lost my eye in a battle for food scraps with an older boy who was bigger, faster and stronger.