"She's fine...a little stressed out but fine. Duke won't hurt her ... Scare her but I doubt he's so far gone that he would hurt her. She's not weak, Damien."

I took the blanket and covered myself back up, "Griffin is a redneck. He stands out when he tries to blend in. He's got a no bullshit mentality and he was the one who got his ass handed to him in the ring."

I moved down next to him, sighing softly as I put my hand on his knee.

"Look, she'll be fine and we can't really do anything until Griffin asks. This isn't our fight and as much as I want to track their scents, I can't without the okay. I just bite my tongue and wait...that's all we can do."