Story 2
Brown Brothers
Chapter 4
“Alpha, we will be landing in Port Angeles in about ten minutes.”
“Thank you, Rachel,” Deacon replied to their pack’s flight attendant. He looked over at Apollo, who was tapping his foot rapidly with anxiousness. Deacon placed a hand on his other leg to calm him. “Brother, what’s on your mind?” Deacon asked.
“Nothing,” Apollo answered, but Deacon didn’t buy it. He gave Apollo a pointed look. “Fine, I’m nervous.”
“Why?”
“Because we haven’t seen him since the moment Elder Jefferies turned him rogue. Five years, Deacon. Five f*cking years since we’ve even laid eyes on him. I don’t know how to comprehend that.” Deacon sighed deeply and nodded his head. He knew what Apollo was getting at. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t thought the same thing once or twice sinc
