Micah’s face fell. “He will not get to you again, do you understand me?”
 
 I couldn’t look him in the eye. He had think I was so weak. He had to think I wasn’t a wolf anymore. What kind of wolf felt this way? Not a brave one, not a good one. I wrapped my arms around myself and turned back toward the cell. Micah could get out and I would stay. It was what had to happen. I had to protect my friends.
 
 “Listen to me, if I come out of here without you, I will not make the trip back to the Pack Lands. Do you understand me? Rafe will murder me himself. He entrusted me with this.” He lifted my chin with his finger. “He entrusted me withyou. You are all that matters right now. We aren’t afraid of Damian. We will cross that bridge when we get there. Right now, your friends are putting their lives in danger above us so I can get you free.”
 
 A realization smacked me in the face. “Lucas is still up there.” I turned toward the stairs that led up to the chaos.
 
 Micah shook his head. “Definitely not. You are the only one that matters. Do you hear me?”
 
 I gulped. “I don’t care. If we don’t get Lucas, I don’t go with you. He put his life in danger as much as all of you have. He is probably worried sick about me.”
 
 Micah clenched his jaw as he considered. “You’re really going to be stubborn about this?”
 
 I crossed my arms over my chest and ignored the pain running through my body. I could get through this. We could get through this. I just had to be a little stronger for a little longer. “I will die on this hill.”
 
 Micah sighed before he shook his head. “If this entire operation goes down the toilet, I’m going to make sure Rafe knows it was you that botched this job.”
 
 I shrugged. “So be it.”