Roan.

Sullen’s heartbeat quickened as they walked through the crowd toward her father, and Roan felt it in his throat. She felt something that Roan didn’t. Had they decided on what to do? Had her mother picked her father or his?

Roan reached over and interlaced his fingers with hers. She gave him the side eye and pushed open the gym doors.

He had walked several yards away, next to the pack house, his hands shoved down into his jean pockets.

Roan picked up that it ...