Nathan West
Twelve years later
“Oh, come on, Nathan. We’ll be back before they even know we’ve gone.”
I roll my eyes at Kaiden. It’s alright for him; his parents won’t go ballistic if he disappears for a couple of hours. Mine would string me up!
“You know that’s not true, Kaiden. My dad would know I wasn’t here the second we got half a mile away from the pack.”
“Not if we teleport out of here,” Mason smirks.
Kaiden and Mason are my cousins. My Uncle Kai, Alpha of Wild Pack, is their grandfather. Their dad, Kayson, and their mom, Hel – Yes, Goddess of the Dead and ruler of Niflheim – don’t come home much these days. So, when they do return for a visit, Kaiden, Mason, my six-month-younger-than-me brother Tavian, and I enjoy our time together. We’re best friends, and we always will be.
