Hailee's POV
The drive to Dane's pack was quieter than the last one.
My eyes were swollen from crying, my chest still aching, but Nathan kept me close, his arm around my shoulders like a shield. I didn't say much. I was tired in a way that sleep couldn't fix.
When we reached Dane's territory, the guards didn't stop us for long. They recognized Nathan immediately and stepped aside, opening the gates without question.
We drove in, and the place felt… warm.
Not cold like Callum's pack. Not broken. There was life here. Laughter somewhere in the distance. The smell of food and flowers in the air.
As soon as we stepped into the large living room, I heard a familiar voice.
"Mom!"
Ozzy came running down the hallway, small feet pounding against the floor. Before I could even kneel, he jumped into my arms, wrapping himself around me tightly.
I held him like I might never let go.
"My baby," I whispered, pressing my face into his hair. "I missed you so much."
