Chapter 9

Driving up to the summer pack now is much the same feeling as that first time he re-entered the summer pack and found out the depth of the betrayal. The people that he thought would be there for him, the ones that he considered family. The ones he considered good people.

He thought it was bad then. But the more he learned, the more he thought about it, the worse it became.

Jaxson's hands move without him releasing his grip in the slightest, the cheap plastic steering wheel making a sort of screeching sound under his hands.

Alaska finally looks up from the radio and places a soft hand over his.

"It is all going to be fine"

Jaxson is like this every single time. It is like that same feeling of dread and clarity washes over him and then every time he has to swallow down all those intense feelings and smile at the scheming bastards that caused him to lose so much, the ones he actually went to as a savior were the ones that took it all away.

He believed that this trip would help, but