It’s a twenty-hour drive from our pack’s territory outside Split Lake, Manitoba, to Damien’s uncle’s cabin in Seely Lake, Montana. We make a few stops for food and bathroom breaks, but for the most part, we stay on the road.The tension never fully leaves us. I mean, who wouldn’t be on edge? But the farther we get from the pack, the lighter the weight on our chests feels. We ditched our phones as soon as we left the school, and since then, we’ve had nothing but time—time to get to know my mates.The SUV they got us is fully loaded—heated seats and steering wheel, sunroof, Bose speakers, leather interior, tinted windows, even onboard Wi-Fi. The note with the address explained that the pack would likely be looking for a stolen or used car, not a brand-new one. Smart. The Wi-Fi meant we had Spotify, which led to the road trip rule: whoever drives picks the music.I drive first. My playlist is mostly emo, punk-pop, and rock. Casen and Rin give me shit for it until Fall Out Boy, Hot Chelle
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