Kane needed him. Griffen could feel his frustration and a sense of helplessness. He hesitated as Pet hadn’t left her room since she asked to see Faith—well, except to go to the bathroom—and he was hesitant to leave her, but he knew she would be okay for a couple of hours. His brother needed him, so he changed to his wolf and ran to Kane’s house. He was out front pacing back and forth in his wolf form. The stress flowed off him in waves. Griffen didn’t need to feel it through the pack bond to know.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Kane growled as he changed back to human form, and Griffen followed suit.
“I’ve kept away long enough. Your anger and frustration is eating at me, and this is unfair as it’s affecting my own relationship.”
“Ha, your mate. Do you know the problem your mate has been causing me? So much hate. Don’t tell me you can’t feel it.” Kane ran his fingers through his hair, and it looked like he was about to pull it out.
“I feel it. I’m not here about her though. I’m here for you.” Griffen studied his brother. He looked like shit: black, heavy bags under his eyes, his skin pale, and he’d lost weight. “Kane, I’m here for you.” He gathered his brother close to him and hugged him.
“She’s starting to get bad again. Our son…” he groaned. “Faith’s not here anymore. She doesn’t know what day it is. I don’t know what to do,” he mumbled against Griffen.
Faith was the only person who could block Griffen, and lately she had been doing that. Maybe Pet did need to see Faith.