Three hours after giving Annabel the green light on me leaving today, my ride back to my “loving” family was pulling up to the front doors of the Selene temples like it was a hotel roundabout.
I hugged Annabel long and tight, and she told me “Good luck. I can sense you’ll need it.”
She had no idea how right she was.
As I sat in the back of the car, watching the trees roll by as we drove down a halfass dirt road that led to my family's pack grounds, I could feel my nerves bubbling to the surface.
All I could think about when I thought of my family now, was the horrible things they’d said about me when I was lying dead somewhere. The way they’d assumed it was all some selfish scheme, because that was the only possible explanation. And the way Ryker did nothing. Not a damn thing to hel
