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I ignored yet another plea. It broke me to not answer him, but I needed to finish this. I wanted a future, and I needed to know who I was. What I should have been.
Devon was my future. He always had been and always would have been, but I needed to know what my life might have looked like, not covered in dirt and grime and blood.
Rife knew how to steal a motorcycle and I probably should have been worried, but I needed to do this for me. I needed to do this to heal, and I needed to do this alone.
I held onto the strange wolf that I’d just placed my life into his hands. What had I been thinking? Really, I’d not been thinking.
I didn’t know if this would amount to anything. I’d done what I’d always done. I saw an opportunity, and instead of running away from something, I wanted to run to something I hadn’t faced. I hoped Devon understood. If I answered him now, I was certain he would stop me.
I remember what he’d said about my old pack. They’d told him I’d died. They lied, and why? I needed to know why my father had lied. I needed to know why I’d been the only option for my pack. Maybe if I could understand what their motivations were, I could understand how to help Devon and the council stop this awful barbaric practice.
Maybe they just didn’t know that the council could care about our little packs. It hurt to think I could have kept my life. A spark of hope had blossomed inside me.
Maybe I could change the world. Or at least change someone’s.
“Are you sure we’re close?” Rife hadn’t said much since he stole the motorcycle. If Devon saw me pressed up against his back, I was fairly certain he wouldn’t need to worry about a better relationship with the pack. I just didn’t have any good options.
“Up ahead.”
I looked ahead. It was dark, so there wasn’t much to see. My butt was numb. I had that going for me. But I couldn’t see where we were.
“There’s nothing here.”
What was I looking for? Was there something to see?
“There is. It’s hidden like so many of our packs.”
I watched, and when he turned off the main road and cut the engine, my heart sank.
“Did you trick me?”
There was no grace as I scrambled to get off the bike and stretch. Or maybe I was ready to run. That bad idea feeling crept in. How many hours had we driven? Not that many, but enough that I hated motorcycles. My wolf hated the male in front of me.
“What? No.”
Rife looked genuine.
“But there is no road here. The grass is tall and unkempt. How do they get to their homes? Do they have a pack house or what? They have to have a few cars, right?”
He stopped but didn’t say anything for a few minutes.
“Look, your new mate is no saint. Not that the Cripple Creek wolves are, but what your alpha did, well… Feel free to dig around here and find the road that used to go into the compound.”
He stomped away, and I followed, ignoring the tickle of the waist-high weeds. What was he talking about?
“How do you know where I am from? I’m confused? Did they sell you too?”
Rife yanked at something and threw it next to us and kept walking.
I lifted my knees, trying to get the biggest steps I could and keep up with his long legs.
“Are they going to be okay with us just showing up? Should we shift? What’s the right way to do this?”
He froze this time and turned to me.
“Luna, or Kiara, whatever you want to be called. There is no one here to fucking care what you come as. You wanted to know where you are from? We we’re from? Well, brace yourself because you’re in for a real damn treat.”
My brain was keeping up. Sort of. I’d asked, and he’d volunteered. I asked him to meet me at the edge of the tree line. He’d jumped at the chance to get away and I still really didn’t know why, but I didn’t question it. I’d not done much thinking. I’d promised that I would make sure they got more of a presence or something within the pack. I hadn’t actually thought much about it. I hadn’t held out a ton of hope they would even come through for me. They never had, so why start now? But this had been different.
