I closed the back of the wagon so we could prepare.
"We have to draw them away," I said. "Go in separate directions." I hated to say it, hated the thought of being away from any of my wolves again, but it was the only way.
Thomas and Archer nodded, their gazes landing on me and then the sleigh.
I turned toward Shay and stepped toward her. "We'll get them away. Without the extra weight, Grady can go faster. Shay, I'm... I meant what I said. You have my word."
Through Sasha's eyes, I saw Shay's face crumble into a sob. She reached out and smoothed her mittened hand over my cheek. "I believe you."