It made his life easier, and weighed less on Isla's mind.
He reached out to squeeze her hand, incapable of stopping himself from touching her.
Isla smiled up at him, but then her blue eyes focused on something over his shoulder and her smile was replaced with confusion.
"Is that Solomon?"
He turned to look to see the orange wolf running with all of his might toward them, the lavender wolf close on his tail.
He didn't like the look of his brother, not one bit.
He looked desperate, worried, and that could only mean one thing.
As Solomon and Fiona came close they had the attention of everyone present.
They shifted quickly, inhaling desperate breaths as Solomon stumbled over to Kelly.
He looked up at him, his eyes filled with worry and fear.
"Harry," his brother gasped through his exhaustion.
"Harry is here."
Kelly's brain froze for a moment.