Chapter 54

• Hunter
• As we sat in the bar, the hours ticked by fast, each second stretching out longer than the last. The scent of whiskey and cigarettes from the other customers seated hung heavy in the air. William and I exchanged glances, worry etched into our furrowed brows, as we waited for Jace to return from the summer pack territory.
• I tapped the rim of my almost empty glass. “It’s been a while,” I muttered, not hiding the unease in my voice.