Gatlin never had any intention of ever returning to her old pack, never had it crossed her mind, it had never been a home to her just a place she grew up with a family of strangers that didn't want her around. The whole ordeal made her clutch at the necklace around her neck from her father a habit she had started since getting it when she was nervous. Something about playing with the metal chain and pendent soothed her. Gatlin’s eyes drifted when she felt a tug of her hand Jaxon had taking ahold of her hand giving it a light squeeze “it's going to be okay, everything will be okay” it was nice to see a more hopeful side she even debated teasing him about stealing her lines till he spoke up again “we are here” Gatlin looked around when he pulled the car to a stop Arro was already pulled over

