Chapter 62

AARON

Holy shi t. I just walked into a frat house.

That’s my first impression of Pack Roberts’ main hall.

There are pool tables and flat screen tv’s. Bars with cases of alcohol stacked haphazardly. At least a dozen empty kegs are lined like silver building blocks along one wall.

Couches have cigarette burns and look old, the leather faded and cracking.

I stare into the far right corner. Thinking I must be wrong about what I see.

But. Nope. It’s right there…

A stripper pole.

Naturally.

room bears an unforgettable

beer.

a hot

glance at

face is contorted with a measure of shock and then she snaps her mo uth

expression one too many times

move until I stand beside her. I address Liam: “I imagine this hit your pack hard.”

“You have no

room. She has an

Leah, I

layered. It’s not a one-night bender that

think maybe it was some small miracle that Leah came to live with me. I can’t imagine her fate had she grown up amid this chaos and debauchery.

come this way,” Liam

his arm for

stay next to her.

me a di

She’s pis sed. I get

think that I’m just going to abandon her. And she’s got to know that even though

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