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.

whole room bears

beer. Smoke. S*x.

a hot

glance at

Her pretty face is contorted with a measure of shock and then she snaps her mo uth sh ut

that expression one too

beside her. I address Liam: “I imagine this hit your pack

have no idea.”

room. She has

Leah, I

scents here are layered. It’s not a one-night bender that tarnished this space. It’s years of

time, I 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

way,” Liam

for

next to

me a di rty look.

sed. I get

her. And she’s got to know that even though she is the

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