Kendra POV
I didn’t have any plan thought out, to be honest, but I hoped Brandon could help me find a way out of the pack. He was a master of strategies. I was sure he would have the best idea. When I would get out of the pack lands, I thought of looking for Evan. Even in the short time I had met him, I felt he was one that I could trust to help me. I was sure he would. If I could not find him, I was sure Amy would find me. Why would she wait for me to reach twenty-one when she could serve me my death sooner?
Brandon sat on the bean bag chair opposite mine. Concern etched in his features, he asked, “So what’s on your mind?”
I took a deep breath, and with a steady voice, I said, “Give me at least three ways to get out of the pack lands without anyone knowing.”
Brandon frowned. “Are you
