Chapter 13
Savannah breathed a sigh of relief when they walked into her father’s camp, and the large wood doors closed behind them. Her body ached. She was sweaty, tired, and hungry. Not that she would complain. They finally made it. They were safe, and yet everything was so different than when they left this morning. It was her fault. She had her father’s quick temper at times versus her mother’s calm demeanor.
Joaquín must have shared what she told Fiona because everyone gave her wide berth as they set their gear down. Fiona still refused to look at her or leave her brother’s side. Joaquín didn’t say anything to Savannah, but he did glare at her.
“What happened?” Bennett snapped behind her startling her.
She whipped around almost tripping, he didn’t reach out to catch her. He looked
