Sixty Eight.

Alpha Vander

Fallon stumbles into me as her eyes fall on the boys. Her eyes are wide as they follow the trail of blood down their bodies. Tears prick at the corners. Her mouth moves, but no sound comes out.

“Fallon go back to the house.”

She is silent, still and can’t take her eyes off the twins.

“Fallon, go, now.”

She still doesn’t move and I call to Dex through the mindlink. As we wait for