Nicole's Pov
The drive back to the pack grounds is quiet, almost suffocatingly so. The low hum of the car’s engine feels distant, like background noise to the storm of thoughts swirling in my mind. My father and brother are alive. The words keep repeating themselves, but each time they feel heavier, more surreal.
I try to picture them, my father, an Alpha strong and steady, always ready to protect his pack no matter the cost. My brother, mischievous and full of energy, fiercely loyal, having to grow up too fast and become Alpha of the pack. At least that is what I have imagined them like since learning about them, but what are they truly like? Or have the years of hiding and loss changed them into people that no one can recognize?
And my mother…
My chest tightens painfully at the thoug
