Adrian hung up with Chase. This was a complete disaster. He slumped back into the driver’s seat of his pickup. He had just pulled up to his building after giving Chase the news about Evee and the ‘royals’, he wished he had a better handle on things, but he never seemed to measure up to Chase. They had been friends ever since he and his siter had escaped their former pack and sought refuge to the North, where the war was less destructive. Chase’s father was a stern and war harden man, but through that, he had managed to keep the other three territories’ focus on each other and away from his pack. Adrian rested his head back and closed his eyes, reliving the day he met Chase.
Adrian was just 16 when they fled, Layla only 13. Their father had made himself a double agent for the resistance wh
