[Gallagher]

For the most part, he'd been unbothered by the change in the vessel's pallor and the tremble beneath all of that heaving and huffing. But when there was weight against his shoulder, and the taller of the brothers came over as well, he shoved his phone back into his pocket. The screen glowed faintly through the denim.

Of course. Neither of them could see the heaviness, the blackness, trying to rip itself out of the vessel's body. Or how it was focused solely on the handsome canine that had been let back inside. "Get him away from the dog and all—" He waved a hand at Evan. "—that will stop."