Thorne was stunned for a moment, then his brow furrowed. "A mishap? Then what about Caden Albright and the others?"
He didn't dare to think back on what happened before he left. In a ferocious Beast Tide, no one could emerge completely unscathed.
Thorne looked down at the sleeping Bunny in his arms. The baby's eyes were still crusted with tears, his small face flushed red in the warmth. Thorne couldn't help but tighten his arms, pulling the beast skin around him more snugly, a pang of sadness in his heart.
Evangeline reached out and took Genesis from Thorne's arms. The little one was fast asleep. As he was moved from the shelter of the Beast Skin Clothes, the cold wind hit him, making him shiver. But the moment he was near Evangeline, warmth enveloped his body.
He smacked his small, red lips, snuggling into the crook of her arm and falling into an even deeper sleep.
"They're fine." Evangeline's voice was calm, but an unshakeable shadow lingered on her brow.
