~ SASHA ~
Kyelle led the females down the trail. Sasha watched closely from the back, but was relieved to see the little-Alphas finding their balance again and doing what they'd done back at the compound, keeping their groups in check, ensuring every Chimera had someone to watch over, down to the weakest in their group.
It was easy to see how many of the females—including the alphas—were shaky, and she understood. Her own blood pumped mercilessly, nerves trilling in her stomach. Her hands wanted to tremble, but she kept them gripped.
It had come so close. She'd come so close to not making it back—
At her side, Zev grunted, then spoke into her head.
You stink of fear, Sasha, but not of weakness. What's going on? Tell me what's wrong. How do I help?
She looked up at him to find his eyes, bright and piercing, fixed on her. She put a hand to his arm.
