IRIS
It was sixty days since my bond to Ronan had been broken. Sixty days since I had driven seven hours with the wreckage of my life to knock on a door I had no right to knock on. Leo had opened it anyway and I was still not sure why. Maybe it was pity or maybe Leo was simply a better person than I had ever given him credit for.
The drive from the pack to the city was seven hours. I had made it to five before my body had given out completely.
One moment I was gripping the steering wheel and the next I was seeing black dots on the road ahead of me. It was by sheer luck that I managed to stop the car before everything went black.
I do not know how long I was unconscious, but when I came to my forehead was pressed against the steering wheel.
We passed out, Zorya said frightened. We hav
