ALAN POV
The tires crunched against the icy road, the soft hum of the engine blending with the rhythmic breathing of my brother in the backseat. Thank fu.ck for that. I almost thought i lost him.
And i don’t want to feel something like that ever again. He may be an ass sometimes but Aaron and I couldn’t be the same without him.
Dawn was barely creeping over the horizon, painting the world in soft shades of gold and blue, the fresh snow reflecting the dim light like a frozen canvas.
I was exhausted. Ass-fu.ck tired.
Every muscle in my body ached, my jaws still stiff from the bites I’d delivered, and the adrenaline that had kept me sharp during the fight was finally wearing off, leaving behind a heavy, bone-deep exhaustion. The long drive back to the pack was only going to make it
