~ SASHA ~
Zev was obviously horrified, his eyes wide and body still. What do you mean?
Zev's words bounced in her skull as if he'd shouted them.
She realized he thought she meant—
No, no, Zev, I mean… they feel like they're dying. They're losing their hope. Losing their desire to be alive. The Alpha of the main group, the one they let live in the forest, she says they won't make it through next winter.
Zev growled, but it trailed off into a whine that reflected Sasha's aching pain for the females. In his mind, she found his hand on her stomach, slid her fingers between his and held him there, fingers laced together.
He needed hope as much as she did.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to get him to see.
