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Willa swallowed as she nodded. “Yes. I hate it every time he has to go out, even though I know why. I just wish that this was all over so I wouldn’t have to keep worrying.”
I picked at a spot on the bedspread. “You know you’re welcome here anytime, right? I’m always around to talk.”
“I know. I’m grateful for it.” She leaned back and stared up at the ceiling. “How is Sawyer?”
I picked at the spot on the comforter some more until fuzz started to come out. “I feel like I see him less and less every day. His dad is keeping him busy. They’re gearing up for the next attack.”
Willa’s face paled, and she put a hand over her chest. “Maybe we should take the fight back to him again. It worked out well last time.”
I tilted my head from side to side, considering. “It did. We had the element of surprise, but I don’t know if it would work out a second time. It’s not a bad idea, though.”
It was something I would definitely run by my dad. I was sure he’d already thought about it and every other option. Who knows though? He might actually already be planning something. If I left this room, I might have a better idea of what was going on in the pack.
My stomach gurgled loudly. It sounded like I hadn’t eaten in days.
Both Willa and I laughed at the noise, and I rubbed my belly to silence it.
Willa motioned to Lincoln. “I can stay with him if you want to go get something to eat.”
I shook my head. “I’m really hoping to be here when he wakes up.”
Willa stood and closed the distance, taking a seat next to me on the bed and patting my hand. “Lincoln would want you to go and eat. You have to take care of yourself. I promise I won’t leave him alone, and if he looks like he is going to wake up, I’ll yell for you right away.”
My stomach rumbled again. I looked down at my lap and sighed. She was right—I needed to eat something.
“Okay. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” I got up and went to the door but turned back to her.
Willa waved at me. “Go. I promise I’ll get you if anything changes.”
I exhaled loudly. “Thank you. I’ll be right back.”
I stepped outside and shut the door quietly before padding down the hall and then to the stairs.
My mouth watered as the smell of dinner wafted in the air. My stomach gurgled.
Yum. Pasta sauce and sausage.
Spaghetti night was one of my favorites. My mom made delicious homemade meatballs, and I hoped there were still some left in the pot. They always went fast.
I took the steps a couple at a time and rounded the corner, bounding towards the kitchen.
My mom glanced up when she saw me. I went straight to the stove and popped the lid off the pot.
My face fell. There were no more meatballs.
My mom laughed and went to the fridge to pull out a Tupperware container, which she handed to me. “I made sure to save you some, my love. I was going to bring it up to you after I finished cleaning up, but you saved me the trip.”
I threw my arms around her and hugged her. “Thank you.”
She squeezed me back and then gave me a small kiss on the cheek. “If you didn’t come down, I was going to insist that you did when I brought you dinner. You can’t stay in that room all day, my love. It’s not good for you.”
I pulled back and forced a smile as I looked away from her worried gaze. I pulled the top off of the Tupperware and put my dinner in the microwave. “I don’t know what else I’m supposed to do, Mom.”
She pressed her lips together and set the sponge in the dishwater. “You have to take care of yourself, Sloane. I know it’s hard.”
She leaned into the counter with her hip. “I’ve never had to worry over your father like this, but there were several nights when you kids were very, very sick, and even then I knew that I had to take care of myself. Otherwise, who would be able to take care of you?”
I went to the drawer, pulled out a fork, and moved it around my fingers as I considered her words.
