Trevor's POV
I was driving back to the pack house knowing the work load would have slightly got behind since I took a three-day weekend with Trixie but it was more than worth it. Images of the weekend fly through my head how she looked, how she felt, how she smelled and tasted under my tongue . . . I shook my head I couldn't get distracted, but I was more than satisfied with how the weekend turned out. Before I left I had looped in Joseph and Jake about my search into her childhood records.
Trixie was in state custody meaning they had files on her. She had to have came from somewhere. Rouges typically didn't turn their children in to the state being werewolfs and all usually wasn't a good mix with the system. Jake was with me but was looped in because Joesph was his brother and my righ
