Lachian
Kane’s truck pulls up to the broken down shack out in the middle of the bayou. There is no one around for miles, and the place is hidden amongst the weeping Spanish Moss and Bald Cypress trees. Unless you were specifically looking for it, no one would know this place existed. The stairs creak under the weight of the five of us as we make our way up to the top of them.
It has been almost twelve hours since Elena took Kalli. There are no words to express the amount of guilt I feel. After all, I am the one to blame for bringing Elena to the pack. I should have left her in Miami, no Nashville, I should have kicked her out of the truck that first night. But now, thanks to my selfishness and lust, the unthinkable has occurred. What’s even worse is the fact that I might not be able to
