THESSARA'S POV

I shouldn't be doing this.

The thought repeated itself as I slipped out the back door of the pack house, keeping to the shadows. Kieran would smell me leaving. He always did. But maybe tonight he'd let me go. Maybe tonight he'd understand I needed to do this one last time.

End things properly. Give Simon closure. Give myself closure.

The city lights blurred past as I drove. My hands gripped the steering wheel too tight. This was the right thing to do. It had to be. Simon ...