After about an hour long drive, me constantly removing Damon’s hand from my side of the truck, Becky singing to every single song completely out of tune and sometimes not knowing the words, the city giving way to familiar landscape, making my heart beat out of my chest in both excitement and fear, we pull up the Black Moon pack house.
Damon turns off the truck and looks over at me, he has a strange, guilty look and I’m completely confused. “Levi, look..I may have..shit..I’m sorry..incoming”
My door is pulled open and Damon has just enough time to undo my seatbelt before I’m yanked unceremoniously out of my seat but my feet don’t touch the ground. “Damn Levi, it’s good to see you again!” The bone crushing hug belongs to Ryan. Then I’m moving, into another pair of trunk tree arms, “Levi!
