Trevor’s POV

The last time I left this many voicemails and calls to a single person was over a year ago when I got the news that Kylie had been attacked outside pack grounds and hurt. I didn’t know the extent to which, and when Mom finally broke the part of her death to me, as gently as she could, I quietly walked back to my room and tried her number at least a hundred more times, followed by more voicemails filled with denial.

This time, Sireen hasn’t only been hurt, but she’s in danger of being punished for an attempted murder she has no hand in, and it’s because...