Hayley's POV

We drove out to the Glorious Rogue Pack with a waiting, haunting sense of anticipation. We settled into a smooth clip as the vistas gradually shifted from small village interiors to open-country surroundings. Lush fields extended on all sides, broken in spots by pocket woodlots. It was lovely, but I only noticed it in my periphery as I thought about other things. I looked over at Aiden, his eyes on the road ahead as we twisted and turned around every curve.

Then a voice broke the silence. "We're almost there," he said.

I nodded, forcing myself to suppress the flutter in my stomach. "Yeah. I only pray that...