Hannah ran.  It didn't matter that she was exhausted, or that her energy was dangerously low.  She knew she should refuse to heal the girl, that Grayson would demand it if he knew how exhausted she was, how much danger it would put her in, but she was the girls only chance of walking again, let alone running.  She'd seen a wolf who couldn't run with the pack, it ate away at them, making them bitter.  That was how lone wolves were created, wolves who ended up having to be put down years later, when they became a danger to the humans because bitterness had taken root in their souls.<br/><br/>She came upon Grayson half way to the caves, with a handful of enforcers.  She shifted the moment she saw him and ended up sprawled on the ground as they ran to her, Grayson checking her over quickly to ensure that she was alright.  "Not me..." she panted.  "Luc... found the other stranger, she got stuck in a trap.  He's bringing her... take the truck, pick them up... I'll be in the den waiting."<br/><br/>Grayson glanced at the other men and gave orders, sending them to collect the two strangers and bring them back, even though he wanted to go himself.  His wolf howled in his head, demanding that he go to Sonora, but he gathered Hannah in his arms instead.  "You're too weak..."<br/><br/>"Fuck you, I'm not as weak as you think... just get me back to the den, I'll catch a second wind," she groused the moment the others were out of sight.<br/>