Eve
This was uncomfortable, to say the least, but I had to push that aside for Elliot's sake. He had undergone a physiological assessment in the infirmary, and despite how extremely early his first shifting was, everything seemed to be alright.
That meant a psychological assessment was now needed—and I only trusted one person with Elliot, especially at a time like this. With all the ruckus going on, I didn't want the pack finding out that not only was the Alpha missing, but his underaged son had shifted too early—likely due to stress. I would hate to read that headline on the tabloids.
Lucinda was resting, and my arms had grown tired from carrying Elliot around. Though sleep evaded me, it did nothing to ease my exhaustion. There were too many loose ends, too many things at stake for me to even close my eyes.
Two Gammas escorted me everywhere now as we made our way to the elevator.
Paranoia gnawed at me like termites on wood. I turned to address the female guard beside me.
