Chapter 63
The night had been a long, shared purgatory. Neither Aidan nor Tim had managed more than a few fractured moments of sleep, their minds trapped in a relentless loop of 'what ifs'. Every time one of them shifted in bed, the other could hear it from their respective room. The creak of the springs signaled to the other that they, too, were wide awake, staring into the darkness and battling the same crippling anxiety. The unspoken question hung between them, heavy and suffocating: Was Ethan, the man who tormented Margot, their brother?
By the time the first gray light of dawn appeared, they were already on the road, heading back to the familiar territory of the Desert Moon pack. Fury’s invitation had been a command hidden in courtesy, an offer of support that was really a summons.
