Hayley's POV

The remainder of that day and the following days, which followed Rachael falling to work, were a haze of sadness, grief, and. Aiden and I had clung to each other like the only salvageable pieces of wreckage in a world that no longer made any sense. Our pack house was the safe haven everyone needed in this turbulent time.

My rock has always been Aiden; he is my constant comfort. His hand, his voice... Him: those were what told me we had not yet lost this fight; that things might have gone terribly wrong side up for us, but if he was here then so were all of...