Arianna
By five minutes before sundown, the eastern border looked like the beginning of a war.
Gold Pack warriors lined the tree line in human form, spaced far enough apart that nobody could take out more than one of them at a time. Braxton stood at the center with Aiden, Colt, and Damien beside him, the four brothers eerily calm despite the tension rolling through every wolf around us. Easton hadn’t moved more than three feet away from me since we’d arrived, and I could feel Gavin pacing through the mate bond like a caged animal.
Nobody had said much on the drive over.
There wasn’t anything left to say.
My father had given me until sundown.
Sundown was here.
I stared across the empty road and wondered how many times I’d imagined this moment while I was running. I’d always pictured
