Patricia
I wake up on the couch inside of the house I share with Alice. Finn is sitting on the floor, engaged in a silent, staring competition with Elijah, who has taken a chair across from us. Wesley is standing behind him, and so are Riley and Brad.
My initial reaction is to sit straight and prepare for battle, but Finn places a hand on my leg, shaking his head.
"These people aren't here to fight you. I believe they want you to rejoin their pack," Finn says and turns his attention back to Elijah, who is glancing between us with curious cat-eyes.
I remind myself to stay on my guard even as I part my lips. Elijah and Wesley might be friends of mine, but I don't the other two standing in the room to be my friends.
"Where is Alice?" I ask.
Elijah speaks. "Upstairs with William, he is in poor condition, and she is tending to his wounds."
I nod. "I see."