AVERY’s POV.
One week later.
From the look on Zayn’s face, he clearly doesn't want to be here but I practically forced him. After the little incident with Zachary last week, he hasn’t let me out of his sight and I kind of understand why. I mean, I was kidnapped by my ex woman. Anyone else in my shoes would have freaked out but here we are. In front of the gates of the pack I once called mine.
A Feeling of nostalgia hit me, I have so many memories in this place but today I have come as a guest.
“You okay?” Zayn’s voice cuts through my reverie of thought and I nod, I must have zoned out again.
“Yes, baby” I caress his arm lightly.
“We can always go back if you are not up to it” he tells me again. For one, he didn’t even want to be here. In his words,
“How can I go there? I mean I hate
