Day after day, Kevin devoted himself to finding us.
After searching without rest, he finally got a lead. Oliver and I had settled in a neutral territory.
A place beyond the control of any pack. Far from politics, conflict, and endless power struggles. It was the peaceful refuge we'd been looking for.
Kevin drove through the night without stopping. By the time he arrived, it was well past midnight.
Hidden deep in the mountains stood a small wooden cabin. He didn't dare knock. He was afraid of frightening us away.
So he remained outside alone, standing silently in the freezing night until dawn.
The next morning, I took Oliver out for our usual walk. The moment we stepped outside and saw the exhausted figure waiting by the cabin, we both stopped.
Oliver instinctively moved behind me.
