“Is something the matter?”
Sawyer crashed down onto the couch next to Selene and sighed at the fact she hadn’t just let him sit quietly when it was obvious there was something wrong.
He needed to tell her that her old pack could be in danger, but he was stressed and upset and he didn’t want to talk about it while he was feeling like that. This was the kind of pressure he had found difficult in the end, and it was the first time since Elizabeth got there that he was concerned he might end up relapsing.
“Yes.”
He didn’t elaborate.
“Can I do anything to make it easier for you?”
Selene was in no position to do anything that might help, but Sawyer appreciated the fact she had asked. It was surprising, and touching.
“I don’t think so.”
“I was about to make a drink. Maybe that
