The journey was a long one, but I was blissfully unaware of it for the most part. I only had to sit for a few minutes staring at the scenery, but I was unable to keep my eyes open for long.
The toil of the night before had gotten to me, my body weary from the tears I had shed and the weight on me.
Or maybe it was my own way of avoiding the fact that I had left my family behind and escaped to an unknown place.
I had refused to think of their betrayal, my mind glossing over the fact that the words we exchanged the day before were the last memory I had of them. Instead, I chose to focus on my mate.
Thinking of him, my nose twitched as the scent of beef jerky filled the air, tangled with his musk, and, never one to decline food either, I slowly opened my eyes.
“Hello,” Micah’s voice wash
