K I A R A
The next day right before dawn, I snuck out of the house determined to get to the bottom of this.
I carefully removed myself from Damon’s sleepy yet strong grip, placed my feet on the floor and went to the bathroom to change my clothes.
I wore a pair of black leggings, a black hoodie and a pair of black sneakers.
I tied my hair in a messy bun and walked back into the room to grab my phone.
Damon stirred in his sleep, a soft groan escaping his lips. I froze, my heart pounding in my chest.
I thought about leaving him a note, but I decided against it. I didn't want him to worry. He was going to try and stop me. I was going to be in and out of the pack house before he even realized I was gone.
I tiptoed out of the room, closing the door softly behind me.
The pack house was q
