The silence in the car had been deadly. Blade was pacing within my mind. And that sound was echoing, only adding to my inner anxiety. I was on edge because my phone had not stopped buzzing within my pocket for over half of the journey over here, making me wonder if my mother had now spoken to my father. s**t was no doubt going down. But, as difficult as my inner demons could be to battle, as we pulled up alongside the beach house, I could sense Presley’s unease, and I knew I needed to fix that.
I had wanted to give her a few days away she would enjoy. The welcome to my pack had gone far from smoothly, but I should have known that would always be the case. I wanted to make things better. Make it up to her. I mean, after all, she was still here, by my side. The girl deserved a f*****g medal
