We had been on the run for three days already and Jewel felt tired and lost. She kept trying to convince William to take her back to the pack, but he kept saying no. Wendy had explained that William knew how Roark worked, how he thought. She had explained that Roark would think to check the pack first. Even though she understood, it didn’t make it any easier for her. Jewel wanted to be back home, with Stephan, not stuck in a motel.
“Hey, Jewel, we are going to leave in about thirty minutes,” Wendy said as she stuck her head inside the room she shared with Liam. Jewel nodded and Wendy left. We were on the run again. Jewel hated it. Liam hated it. In fact, Jewel was convinced that even Wendy hated it. Admittedly Jewel was still scared. Scared that Roark would find them before she could see
