Justice wouldn’t leave Paul alone. When Paul had therapy with Vivian, Justice either sat out on the porch or did something around the cabin. Family members had been returning home, but so far, they’d stayed out of sight. Justice knew there was more family coming in. It was what they did—circle the wagons and protect their own. There was even some bigwig shaman coming from Josiah’s brother’s pack. Remus. Justice had heard of the man, and he was kind of intimidated. He also wasn’t sure why the shaman was coming, but Grandma Marybeth said he was and Justice wasn’t going to question her. He’d likely end up with an ear twisted off if he did. Since it was a nice day outside, and Justice was feeling a touch of cabin fever, he was sitting on the porch steps when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. He tensed but relaxed once he spotted Oscar making his way over. “Hey.” Justice waved at him. Oscar had always been hard for him to read, mainly because they didn’t know each other well.
