Emily POV
The road whizzed past in a blur as I broke all speed limits to get away from my pain, my mind playing over and over again with the cruel words from Tobias, the ache in my chest a reminder of being stupid enough to care about a boy this much, the wind on my face as relaxed and calming, as the bike at up the distance from the pain, growing further and further behind my by the hour.
The speed at which I rode my bike was breakneck. I reached my favorite roadhouse just over halfway to my father’s pack land.
This roadhouse was small and quaint, and its signs of good food and fuel were a welcome sight. The people who served you here were always cheerful, and the food was mouth-wateringly good.
I pulled up and kicked the side stand out, lifted my leg over the bike, turned and grabbe
