Harrison’s POV
The borders of my old pack lay ahead of me. The scent of pine and damp earth fills my lungs, but it doesn’t bring the comfort it once did. Now, all I can smell is decay. It’s a stench that isn’t natural in this setting. My home which once brought memories of comfort now only kindles shame. My failures as a Beta allowed Dawson to snowball out of control. I should’ve kept him better in check, I should’ve protected Keira. It’s my fault we’re all on this mess. But I’m going to solve it.
My mission from Dawson was clear, scout out the pack, keep my distance, get eyes on the situation, and locate Keira.
Well I’m going to do one of those things. I am going to find Keira, but when I do, I’m going to warn her.
I take one more deep breath, before taking the final steps onto the
