When Miston left, she’d tried to go down and start dinner, but to her surprise May and June insisted she stay in Delano’s bed. They’d gone down to prepare the evening meal and she knew that part of their volunteering for the task was that they knew the attack on Eleanor could have been tied to the males they’d invited into the territory. Shade brought her up a hot tea and when the shorthaired brunette made to leave, Eleanor asked, “Shade, where’s Riss?” “Sleeping,” Shade rolled her eyes. “She’s been so…lazy lately.” Eleanor nodded and Shade left. She knew that Riss wasn’t being lazy, she was probably just on one of her famous pouts. She had a tendency for taking up bad habits when people weren’t paying her enough attention or if she wanted something she couldn’t have. Too bad for her the pack was too preoccupied with real concerns to give a shit about her issues. Eleanor finished her tea and then tried to doze. She knew her wolf needed rest to heal, but it was difficult knowing there could still be a threat nearby. When she finally heard the familiar sound of male voices, she relaxed knowing her whole pack was back where they belonged.
