BRENNAN
The first time I met Asher was before I could remember. Our mothers had been friends, and they had raised us together. He felt more like my brother than my friend, and when my own parents had died, his family had taken me in, newly minted Alpha and fifteen.
Now, he was dying. And I was running around in the words instead of sitting next to him.
I stopped running, chest heaving. I hadn’t even changed, though my wolf had been tugging at me for hours. I rested an arm against a tree, then put my head against it, closing my eyes. How was I supposed to run the pack without Asher by my side? How was I supposed to do anything without him? He was the one that called me on everything. He was the one I ran everything by. And, he was just going to be gone?
A twig snapped close by, and my
