Tessa Pov
Going home was the best feeling in the world. It was funny. Once upon a time, I was horrified to go to the pack. Every mile I drove with my siblings in the backseat of my car was the worst feeling, only getting worse and worse as I went along. I had to literally force myself to keep pressing down on the gas, if only for the knowledge that if I went along with the contract and married Nate then he’d help me find Addy. Once upon a time, I hated everything about this pack. I was scared of the wolves. I was defiant and frustrated. But now, here I was walking with the rest of them back home, where I belong. As I expected, Nate had tried to get me to ride in the car. I refused, of course, because these were my people. They might not look like me, but they were mine all the same. Famil
