"You're not kidding, are you?" I whispered to my father.
"No, I'm not. Another pack found the location of the hunters. They saved dozens of victimized wolves. He's on his way back to camp now."
I lunged myself at my father and he chuckled. Dad cleared his throat. "There's some things we need to discuss."
We sat down on my bed and my father looked up at me. "Jack was the worst out of all of them. None of the guys who were held there will tell anyone what happened, so we don't know what he's been through. Jack is extremely sensitive and needs special care."
"So we give him special care, what's the big deal?"
"The big deal is that he doesn't trust anyone. He probably won't even let you touch him, Matthew."
My eyes widened and I leaned against my headboard, looking at the ground. "How's
