PRESENT DAY (Same night of the Meeting)

Tristan

I groaned against the warm lights blinding me. Even the low music hurt my ears.

A blurry haze took over. The only thing that I could process properly was the mind is a blurry haze as he is drunk.

I couldn't stand the idea of staying in that pack any longer. Not with her words haunting me. Despite the cost I knew our pack could carry I ordered us and booked all the available rooms in the luxurious hotel. I could barely spare a glance at any ...