{Jedediah’s P.O.V.}
The eleven-hour trip to Red Mountain was ridiculously long and went by a lot slower than I had anticipated. I was getting more and more anxious the closer we got to the pack territory. After all of the heartache I suffered under this pack’s rule, I swore that once I went to Dorian’s pack, I would never return— no matter what. And now, here I am, about to confront the man that helped raise me in my late teen years and would potentially have to challenge him for the pack, if the information I was looking for turned out to be true.
“Mon Loup?” I turned to face Vivienne who was holding my hand.
“Hm?”
“Are you alright? I can feel your nerves as if they were my own,” she said softly and rubbed her thumb across the back of
