She was remembering the threat he should never have spoken aloud while assuming she was in a state that made hearing him impossible. He felt her trust begin to dissipate as if being swept away with the breeze. The situation was precarious. His thoughts locked on to hers. You can trust me, he sent to Kaitlin, careful to put up mental barriers that no one else in their present company could get past. Those words were for her. He offered them sincerely. She wouldn’t make eye contact. That kind of rejection felt bad on a night when the term bad had morphed into something inconceivable. His pack was faced with a dire situation, and their Alpha could not tear his thoughts away from the latest addition to the group. He shook his head to clear Kaitlin from it. The escaped criminal Dylan and his friends hunted was a serious transgressor. It was said that Chavez bit every bad guy in his path.
