Ashley and Lee cared for the girl for a few days but it didn't seem like her condition was changing. Lee mentioned it could be dangerous to move her while she was still unconscious, so I left her in my room and I moved to a room down the hall.
So far, she hadn’t woken up and Payne hadn’t reported back with any information about her.
We all gathered together for dinner in the bar most nights. Unlike the night the girl arrived, we weren’t always partying and drinking. I sometimes thought of it as a community meal because these shifters were as close to a community or a pack as I had.
I sat at the head of the table.
“Has anyone heard from Payne?” I asked as I finished off a glass of wine.
My men hurried to swallow whatever they were devouring to offer answers.
“Last I heard, he was heading east.”
“He hasn’t checked in for a few days.”
“He didn’t have anything new.”