Chapter 60
With roughly an hour left of their journey to the packhouse, the rhythmic hum of the road finally lulled Sarah into a deep sleep. She slumped against the passenger seat, her breathing leveling out into a soft, steady snore. Carter welcomed the silence. It gave him the rare, unobstructed space to sift through the wreckage of the last few days. He replayed every moment in his mind, his hands tightening on the steering wheel as guilt began to gnaw at him. He couldn’t help but wonder: if he hadn't spent so much time walking away from her, would they even be in this mess?
Of course, he wasn't truly alone. Jasper, ever-present and anchored to his mind, felt the ripple of his regret and decided to chime in.
Yes, the wolf’s voice echoed in his mind.
Yes, what, mutt? Carter snapped i
