Chapter 12 Part 4 Aberdeen Loss & Love

Knowing my family would soon figure a way out, I hurried towards the barn where all the cars were. Walking in the Camaro, I once called mine, sat in the corner covered. The front stuck out like someone lifted the cover to take a peak. 

After Benjamin died of cancer, I gave the car back. That was all she and Aunt Marley had left of him. My mother needed that sentiment more than me. She grew up with him as her father, and to lose him for a second time was hard on her. 

I peeled my eyes away and refocused. One of these cars had to have the keys in it. Who would be stupid enough to steal from the former Alpha? 

After searching several, I approached Hunter’s old car. Man, it was a heap. I had no clue why my parents kept it. Maybe for the pack. But geez, it was falling apart, rusted finders, broken mi