when you wake up on your own.

Summer's teeth dug gently into his lower lip as he listened to Jace. He was relieved to find he was not going to be lectured for the poor judgement he had been about to express by going after the cat himself, but not so relieved when Jace encouraged him to go in the lead. Summer was not a leader. At least, not that he believed. The prospect made his stomach tighten painfully with anxiety. He swallowed his feelings and gave a nervous yawn.

"Are you well enough?" he asked. It had been a while since the beta's confrontation with the Creek wolf. He did not seem to carry the burden of his injuries any longer, but Summer was smart enough to know that his friend was a wolf who preferred not to let all of his hurts be known.