Chapter 411


    Chapter 411 E Inside the Camp


    “You, the future Queen,” Hank says, shaking his head at me, “asked me to be here, and already your


    friend Isabel is sniffing around me like I’m some kind of convict? Just because I’m a human?”


    “What?” I ask, confused, ncing over at her. “Isabel Isabel is on our side in this, Hank – she wants to


    help humans too -”


    “It’s not about what she wants, or she thinks she wants,” Hank says, shaking his head and catching my


    gaze, making me listen to him. “It’s about generations of families telling wolves to keep separate from


    humans, to not tell them their secrets. And then it’s about the very recent shock that humans have


    experienced, realizing that wolves are real – and having their world absolutely destroyed by that


    knowledge.”


    “So…” I say, frowning, starting to understand. “Do you do you not want to help? Do you want to leave?”


    “No” he says, surprised, “No, E, I want to help very much. I just think you need to be prepared for the


    kind of reception you’re going to get if you walk in there with fifteen wolves in tow. Especially if they, like


    Isabel, have good intentions but still see humans as inherently different at best, or at worst as


    dangerous, or untrustworthy.”


    “Isabel doesn’t think that,” I snap, instantly defensive.


    “She certainly didn’t trust me,” Hank says, shrugging, his eyes apologetic.” And again, E, you asked


    me to be here.”


    I sigh, murmuring that I’ll talk to her, but then something else he said rings in my head. “Wait, fifteen?” I


    ask, confused and looking over my shoulder. “Where are you getting fifteen wolves from? We only


    brought four guards…and Isabel…”


    Hank sighs and then nods to the two ck cars in the parking lot that I didn’t notice. And then, as I look


    at them, the doors open and men begin to spill out. I groan, realizing that Sinir sent more ahead of


    us.


    “Okay,” I sigh, looking back at Hank. “I take your point. How do you think we should do this?”


    “I think,” he says carefully, looking over at our group, “you should let me and Cora take the lead. And


    leave the vast majority of your guys at the gate, telling them toe in only in an emergency.”


    “Sinir will flip if I go in without a guard,” I say, shaking my head.


    “Two,” he says, holding up as many fingers for me to see. “One for you, one for Cora. And E? Pick


    nice ones, okay?”


    And I sigh, and nod, and we head back to our group.


    Twenty minutester, after a long conversation and a great deal of negotiation, Cora, Isabel, Hank and


    I head into the camp with three guards behind us – Conner, Anthony, and a new one named Theo who


    has a radio line to the men waiting outside the gate open at all times. He also has his phone constantly


    in his hand and sends Roger and Sinir text updates what feels like every ten minutes.


    “You really don’t have to do that,” I say to Theo, resting a hand on his arm and looking up at him. “My


    mate is just …overreacting.”


    Theo nods to me and then looks down at his phone. “Alpha Sinir said you’d say that,” he says with a


    little bit of chagrin. “And…he also said you forgot your phone again, so me being in constant touch with


    him is the consequence of that.”


    “Oh damn it,” I murmur, scowling and pulling my hand away, frustrated. ” I did forget my phone, didn’t


    I?”


    “Yes you did, Luna,” Theo says, giving me a little smile as he tucks his own phone into the carrier


    attached to his belt.


    “Fine,” I sigh, turning to Hank and Cora, who are consulting with Isabel.” Okay!” I say. “Let’s get


    started!”


    Unlikest time, Isabel doesn’t give us a tour of the camp. When I ask why, she tells me that while she


    felt it would bolster the wolves to see me visiting, she worries that it will have the opposite effect on the


    humans – that they might see us moving through the camp as a kind of predatory prowling.


    “We can’t me them for that,” I sigh as we head directly for the children’s medical tent. “Their world


    has been so disced by the secret of shifter existence. Especially these humans.”


    “Plus, humans are naturally more wary,” Isabel says passively, “we are predators to their prey, after all.”


    “Isabel,” I say, stopping and putting a hand on her arm. “Do you really think that about humans?”


    And then Isabel’s mouth falls open a bit and she blushes. “Oh my goodness,” she murmurs, shaking


    her head. “I…I just heard what I said. Forgive me, E,” she continues, clearly contrite and


    embarrassed, “I…I grew up in a wolf household. I really do understand humans and wolves to be


    equal, I just spent my entire life with wolves.”


    “It’s okay,” I say, cocking my head to the side. “I’m sure you’re not alone in that. And that plenty of


    humans have a lot of ideas about what wolves are like. But…”


    “No,” she says, interrupting me and nodding eagerly. “I get it. I need to… spend some time thinking


    through those preconceived notions.” She nces now to where Conner, Cora, and Hank are waiting


    for us at the entrance to the tent. Both of the doctors arms are crossed in frustration, clearly eager to


    get to work. “And I think I was…not very nice to your human friend there,” she murmurs before looking


    back at me. “I’m so sorry, E. Will you forgive me?”


    “There’s nothing to forgive,” I say, smiling at her. “Your heart is in the right ce, Isabel. I know you and


    I know that we can just move forward.”


    Smiling at me, nodding, Isabel takes my arm and we join Conner, Cora and Hank, the two guards


    following behind. Without a word, we all pass into the tent and my heart instantly sinks at what I see.


    “Oh my god,” I murmur, one hand immediately going to my mouth as another presses my baby closer


    against my chest.


    The tent is loud filled to the brim with crying children and only a very small number of adults working


    their way around the room. I grit my teeth with frustration because these poor people they clearly need


    so much help, and they certainly have not been getting their fair share of it. As bad as the children’s


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    “We have to get to work,” Cora says, turning angry eyes to me. I nod, agreeingpletely as Hank


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    “Same old n?” I murmur, seeking her guidance, and she nods once before striding off herself, Isabel


    going with her. One of the guards follows her as Conneres to my side.


    “I’m with you, Luna?” he asks.


    “You’re with me, Conner,” I say, and then I nod to Theo as well, who is likewise assigned to my duty.


    And, with that as our final word, we get started.


    The hours pass quickly as we move through the tent. We follow our old methods, with Cora and Hank


    discerning the worst cases and me attending to those first. The guards stay to the side as best they


    can, letting us consult and heal, and throughout the day I see their expressions changing. At first they


    were hesitant, wary, as the humans with whom we worked gave us res and clutched the children to


    them protectively.


    But then, as our guards Theo and Anthony see the work we’re doing – see the relief we bring to the


    children, see the change in their parents’ faces as they see their children given new life – an ease


    comes to my guards’ expressions and their postures.


    After I open my eyes and smile down at a little boy named Benny whose breath had been rasping, but


    who is now smiling and breathing easily, Theo looks at me in wonder and nods, his head bobbing


    eagerly. I smile at him, d that he’s truly on the team now, in spirit as well as assignment. Behind him,


    holding Rafe in his arms, Conner grins and gives me a thumbs-up.


    I move to stand up, smiling at both of my guards, but the little boy catches my hand.


    “Hey!” he says, grinning up at me.


    “Hey,” I reply,ughing and sitting back down to smile at him. “How are you feeling?”


    “Better,” Benny says quickly, obviously eager to move on from that very boring subject. “Hey, are you


    one of the wolf people?”


    “I am,” I say,ughing.


    “No, you’re not,” he says, narrowing his eyes at me, still holding my hand.


    “Why don’t you think so?” I asked, grinning and cocking my head to the side, charmed by his bold,


    frank nature.


    “Because,” he replies with a frown, ” you are pretty. And so small.”


    Iugh and wrinkle my nose at him. ” Wolvese in all shapes and sizes. My mate is very big. You


    would believe he was a wolf, if you saw him. But my sister is a human,” I say, pointing over at Cora,


    who is checking a young man’s vitals in a bed nearby.


    “That’s impossible,” Benny says, narrowing his eyes at me. “If your sister is a person, you are also a


    person!”


    Iugh and shake my head. “Not in this case,” I say, grinning at him. “I promise, I’m a shifter.”


    “Prove it,” the little boy says, smiling fully at me now and revealing a missing front tooth that’s so cute it


    breaks my heart. “Turn into a wolf!”