-Austin’s POV-
"What?!"
"Yea. My dad says he got away." Hunter says holding his phone up.
"f**k! All this was for nothing then!"
"Not nothing. We have the packhouse." He says.
I look around at the ugly scenery war creates. Many dead and injured.
My uncle Hank jogs over to me. “The pack is yours. Take command of it now.”
Hunter looks at me and nods. I take in a deep breath, knowing what I have to do.
“Bring them all here.” I say.
Uncle Hank nods and leaves.
“So it is done. Can we now call them?” Aubrey asks.
“No. Not yet.”
“Austin! I can’t keep doing this! My relationship with Phoenix was not developed enough before I left. Not like you and Dakota. I can end up losing him!”
“Aubrey! It is still not safe enough! Give a few more days until we settle this.”
It has bee
