Brothersong: The First Chapter
One week from today, the end.
It’s been a long road to get here, and I thank you for your patience. On October 13, 2020, the saga of the Bennett pack will come to a close. I can’t wait for you to see what happens.
Below, the first chapter in it’s entirety.
Quick notes: The audio book comes out October 27. Unfortunately, the pandemic has pushed many things back, and this is as soon as Tantor could get it out and have the product be as good as it can be. I know it’s not ideal, but it’s only two more weeks, and I know it’ll be worth the wait because Kirt Graves, the narrator for the series, is simply one of the best. He is the voices of these characters, and I know you’ll love what he’s done.
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Chapter 1
Gone
“A wolf,” my father told me once, “is only as strong as his tether. Without a tether, without something to remind him of his humanity, he’ll be lost.”
I stared up at him with wide eyes. I thought no one could ever be as big as my father. He was all I could see. “Really?”
He nodded, taking my hand. We were walking through the woods. Kelly had wanted to come with us, but Dad said he couldn’t.
Kelly cried, only stopping when I told him I’d come back and we’d play hide-and-seek. “You promise?”
“I promise.”
I was eight years old. Kelly was six. Our promises were important.
My father’s hand engulfed my own, and I wondered if I would be like him when I grew up. I knew I wasn’t going to be an Alpha. That was Joe, though I didn’t understand how my two-year-old brother would be the Alpha of anything. I’d been jealous when my parents told us Joe would be something I could never be, but it’d faded when Kelly said it was okay, Carter, because that means you and me will always be the same.
I never worried about it after that.
“Soon,” my father said, “you’ll be ready for your first shift. It’ll be scary and confusing, but so long as you have your tether, all will be well. You’ll be able to run with your mother and me and the rest of our pack.”
“I already do that,” I reminded him.
He laughed. “You do, don’t you? But you’ll be faster. I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep up with you.”
I was shocked. “But… you’re the Alpha. Of everyone.”
“I am,” he agreed. “But that’s not what’s important.” He stopped under a large oak tree. “It’s about the heart that beats in your chest. And you’ve got a great heart, Carter, one that beats so strongly that I think you might be the fastest wolf who ever lived.”
“Whoa,” I breathed. He dropped my hand before sitting on the ground, his back to the tree. He crossed his legs, motioning for me to do the same. I did so, and quickly, not wanting him to change his mind about how fast I would be. My knees bumped his as I mirrored his pose.
He smiled at me as he said, “A tether to a wolf is precious, something guarded fiercely. It can be a thought or an idea. The feeling of pack. Of home.” His smile faded slightly. “Or of where home should be. Take us, for example. We’re here in Maine, but I don’t know if that’s our home. We’re here because of what’s asked of us. Because of what I must do. But when I think of home, I think of a little town in the west, and I miss it terribly.”
“We can go back,” I told my dad. “You’re the boss. We can go wherever we want.”
He shook his head. “I have a responsibility, one I’m grateful for. Being an Alpha isn’t about doing whatever I want. It’s about weighing the needs of the many. Your grandfather taught me that. An Alpha means putting others above yourself.”
“And that’s going to be Joe,” I said dubiously. When I’d seen him last, he’d been in a high chair in the kitchen, Mom scolding him for putting Cheerios up his nose.
He laughed. “One day. But not for a long time. But today is about you. You’re just as important as your brother, as is Kelly. Even though Joe’s going to be the Alpha, he’ll look to you for guidance. An Alpha needs someone like the two of you who he can trust, who he can look to when he’s uncertain. And you’ll need to be strong for him. Which is why we’re here. You don’t need to know what your tether is today, but I’ll ask you to start thinking about it and what it could be to you—”
“Can it be a person?”
He paused. Then, “Why do you ask?”
“Can it?”
He stared at me for a long time. “It can. But having a person as your tether can be… difficult.”
“Why?”
“Because people change. We don’t stay the same. We learn and grow and, from new experiences, are shaped into something more. Sometimes, people aren’t… well. They aren’t who they’re supposed to be or how we think of them. They change in ways we don’t expect, and while we want them to remember the good times, they can only focus on the bad. And it colors their world in shadows.”
There was a look on his face I’d never seen before, and it made me uneasy. But it was gone before I could ask after it. “Is a tether a secret?”
He nodded. “It can be. Having a tether is… it’s a treasure. One that is unlike anything else in the world. Some even say it’s more important than having a mate.”
I grimaced. “I don’t care about that. Girls are weird. I don’t want a mate. That’s stupid.”
He chuckled. “I’ll remind you of that when the day comes. And I can’t wait to see the look on your face.”
“What’s yours? You can tell me. I won’t say anything to anyone.”
He tilted his head back against the tree. “You promise?”
I nodded eagerly. “Yeah.”
When my father smiled for real, you could see it in his eyes. It was like a light shining from within. “It’s all of you. My pack.”
“Oh.”
“You sound disappointed.”
I shrugged. “I’m not. It’s just… you always talk about pack and pack and pack.” I scrunched up my face. “I guess it makes sense.”
“I’m glad you think so.”
“Is it the same for Mom?”
“Yes. Or at least it was. Tethers can change over time. Like people, they evolve. Where it once might have been the idea of pack, it’s become more pointed. More focused. For her, it’s her sons. You and Kelly and Joe. It started with you and grew because of Kelly and Joe. She would do anything for you.”
Fire burned in my chest, safe and warm. “Mine won’t ever change.”
My father looked at me curiously. “Why?”
“Because I won’t let it.”
“You sound as if you already know what it is.”
“’Cause I do.”
He leaned forward, taking my hands in his. “Will you tell me?”
I looked up at him, too young to understand the depths of my love for him. All I knew was that my father was here and asking me something that felt important, something just between us. A secret. “You can’t tell anyone.”
His lips twitched. “Not even Mom?”
I frowned. “Well, she’s okay, I guess. But not anyone else!”
“I swear,” he said, and since he was an Alpha, I knew he meant it.
I said, “Kelly. It’s Kelly.”
He closed his eyes. His throat clicked as he swallowed. “Why?”
“Because he needs me.”
“That’s not—”
“And I need him.”
He opened his eyes. I thought I saw a flash of red. “Tell me.”
“He’s not like Joe. Joe’s gonna be Alpha, and he’ll be big and strong like you, and everyone will listen to him because he’ll know what to do. You’ll tell him. But Kelly is always going to be a Beta like me. We’re the same.”
“I’ve noticed.”
I needed him to understand. “When I have bad dreams, he doesn’t make fun of me and tells me everything is going to be okay. When he hurt his knee and it took a long time to heal, I cleaned it up for him and told him it was okay to cry, even though we’re boys. Boys can cry too.”
“They can,” my father whispered.
“And I think about him all the time,” I told him. “When I feel sad or mad, I think about him and I feel better. That’s what tethers do, right? They make you happy. Kelly makes me happy.”
“He’s your brother.”
“It’s more than that.”
“How?”
I was frustrated. I didn’t know how to put the thoughts in my head into words. Words that would show him just how far it went. Finally, I said, “It’s… he’s everything.”
For a moment I thought I’d said the wrong thing. My father was staring at me strangely, and I squirmed. But instead of a rebuke, he pulled me toward him, and it was like I was a cub again as I turned around, settling between his legs, my back against his chest. He wrapped his arms around me, his chin on the top of my head. I breathed him in, and in the back of my mind, a voice that had once been weak whispered as strong as I’d ever heard it.
packpackpack
“You surprise me,” my father said. “Every day you surprise me. I’m so lucky to have someone such as you as mine. Never, ever forget that. And if you say your tether is Kelly, then so it shall be. You’ll be a good wolf, Carter. And I can’t wait to see the man you’ll become. No matter where I am, no matter what has happened, I’ll remember this gift you’ve given me. Thank you for sharing your secret. I’ll keep it safe.”
“But you’re not going anywhere, right?”
He laughed again, and even though I couldn’t see him, I knew he was smiling all the way up to his eyes. “No. I’m not going anywhere. Not for a very long time.”
We stayed there, under a tree in the refuge outside of Caswell, Maine, for what felt like hours.
Just the two of us.
And when we finally went home, Kelly was waiting for us on the porch, gnawing on his bottom lip. He lit up when he saw me and almost tripped as he ran down the stairs. He managed to stay upright, and he tackled me into the grass as our father watched. He threw his hands up over his head as he howled in triumph, a cracked thing that didn’t sound anything like the other wolves.
I grinned up at him. “Wow. You’re so strong!”
He poked my nose. “You were gone forever. I got bored. Why did it take so long?”
“I’m here now,” I told him. “And I won’t leave you again.”
“Promise?”
“Yeah. I promise.”
And as I hugged my tether close, listening to him talk excitedly in my ear about how Joe had stuck two Cheerios up his nose and how Mom had gotten mad when Uncle Mark had laughed, I told myself it was a promise I’d always keep.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” I snapped. “Do you have to follow me everywhere? Dude. Seriously. Back off.”
The timber wolf glared at me.
I tilted my head, listening.
Everyone was in the house. I could hear Mom and Jessie laughing about something in the kitchen.
I jerked my head toward the woods.
The timber wolf huffed out a breath.
I ran.
He followed.
I laughed when he nipped at my heels, urging me on, and in my head, I pretended I could hear his wolf voice saying faster faster faster must run faster so i can chase so i can catch you so i can eat you.
We went deep into the forest, bypassing the clearing, heading for the furthest reaches of our territory. The wolf never ran ahead, always staying at my side, his tongue lolling out of his mouth.
We ran for miles, the scent of spring so green I could taste it.
Eventually I stopped, chest heaving, muscles burning from exertion.
I collapsed on the ground spread-eagled as the wolf paced around me, head raised, sniffing the air, ears twitching. When he decided there was no threat, he lay down beside me, head on my chest, tail curled over my legs. He huffed out an annoyed breath in my face.
I rolled my eyes. “Have to keep up appearances. I’ve got a reputation to maintain. You know how much shit I would get if anyone found out?” I flicked his forehead.
He growled, baring his teeth.
“Yeah, yeah. And I wasn’t exactly lying. You do follow me everywhere. A man has got to be able to shit in peace without an overgrown dog scratching at the door. You don’t see me staring at you when you’re squatting in the backyard.”
He closed his eyes.
I flicked him again. “Don’t ignore me.”
He opened one eye. For something that wasn’t exactly human, he certainly could get his exasperation across.
“Whatever, man. I’m just saying.”
He sneezed on me.
“Fucking asshole,” I muttered, wiping my face. “Just you wait. You’ll get yours. Kibble. I’m going to make sure you only get kibble from here on out.”
Thick clouds passed by overhead. I laughed when a dragonfly landed between his ears, causing them to flatten. The translucent wings fluttered before it flew away.
He was a heavy weight upon me.
Once I thought it crushing.
Now it felt like an anchor holding me in place.
It should have bothered me more than it did.
He grunted, a question without words, his breath hot on my chest through my thin shirt.
“Same old, same old. Who, how, why. You know how it is.”
Who are you?
How did you come to be this way?
Why can’t you shift back?
Questions I’d asked over and over again.
He grumbled, lips pulling back over his teeth.
“I know, dude. It’s whatever, you know? You’ll figure it out when you’re ready. Just… maybe that could be sooner rather than later? I mean, would it be so bad if you—stop growling at me, you dick! Oh, fuck you, man. Don’t take that tone with me.”
He moved his head, nosing at my arm.
I ignored him.
He pressed harder, more insistent.
I sighed. “You’re spoiled. That’s what’s wrong here. You think you’ve got it good. And you do. Maybe too good.” But I did what he wanted, resting my hand on top of his head, scratching the backs of his ears.
He closed his eyes again as he settled.
We were drifting, just the two of us. The world around us turned hazy, the edges like a dream. Hours passed by, and sometimes we dozed, and sometimes we just… were.
I said, “You can, you know?”
I said, “If you want to.”
I said, “I don’t know what happened to you.”
I said, “I don’t know where you came from or what you had to deal with.”
I said, “But you’re safe here.”
I said, “You’re safe with us. With me. We can help you. Ox… he’s a good Alpha. Joe too. They could be yours, if you wanted.”
I said, “And then maybe I could hear your voice. I mean, totally no homo, but I think it’d be… nice.”
He was shaking.
I looked at him, thinking something was wrong.
It wasn’t.
The motherfucker was laughing at me.
I shoved him off me. “Asshole.”
He rolled over on his back, legs in the air, body wiggling as he scratched himself on the ground. Then he fell to his side, mouth open in a ferocious yawn.
“Would it be so bad?” I whispered. “Shifting back? You can’t stay this way forever. You can’t lose yourself to your wolf. You’ll forget how to find your way home.”
He turned his head away from me.
I’d pushed enough for the day. I could always try again tomorrow. We had time.
I sat up, stretching my arms above my head.
His tail thumped on the ground.
“Okay, so where did we leave off last time? Oh. Right. So, Ox and Joe decided it was time for them to mate. Which, honestly, I try not to think about because that’s my little brother, you know? And if I do think about it, it makes me want to punch Ox in the mouth because that’s my little brother. But what the fuck do I know, right? So, Ox and Joe… well. You know. Bone. And it was weird and oh so gross, because I could feel it. Oh, shut up, I didn’t mean like that. I meant I could feel it when their mate bond formed. We all could. It was like this… this light. Burning in all of us. Mom said she’s never heard of a pack having two Alphas before, but it made sense that it happened with us because of how crazy we already are. Ox is… well. He’s Ox, right? Werewolf Jesus. And then he and Joe came out of the house, and I never want to smell that on my little brother ever again. It was like he’d rolled in spunk, and Kelly and I were gagging because what the fuck? We gave him so much shit for it. That… that was a good day.”
I glanced down at him.
He was watching me with violet eyes.
“And that’s how it ended. At least the first part. There’s still Mark and Gordo to—”
His tail twitched dangerously. His body tensed.
My hand stilled. “Why do you get like that every time I bring up Gordo? I know you’re an Omega and all and you’ve probably got evil Livingstone magic in you, but it’s not his fault. You really need to get over whatever the hell is wrong with you. Gordo’s good people. I mean, yeah, he’s a dick, but so are you. You guys have more in common than you think. Sometimes you even make the same facial expressions.”
He snapped at me.
I laughed and fell back against the grass, hands behind my head. “Fine. Be that way. We don’t have to talk about it today. There’s always tomorrow.”
We stayed there, just the two of us, until the sky began to streak with red and orange.
As I sat behind my dead father’s desk for the last time on a cold winter morning, I wondered what he would think of me.
He told me once that difficult decisions must be made with a level head. It was the only way to make sure they were right.
The house was quiet. Everyone was gone.
My father was a proud man. A strong man. There was a time when I thought he could do no wrong, that he was absolute in his power, all knowing.
But he wasn’t.
For someone such as him, an Alpha wolf from a long line of wolves, he was terribly human in the mistakes he made, the people he’d hurt, the enemies he’d trusted.
Ox.
Joe.
Gordo.
Mark.
Richard Collins.
Osmond.
Michelle Hughes.
Robert Livingstone.
He was wrong about all of them. The things he’d done.
And yet… he was still my father.
I loved him.
If I tried hard enough, if I really tried, I could almost smell him embedded in the bones of this house, in the earth of this territory that had seen so much death.
I loved him.
But I hated him too.
I thought that was what it meant to be a son: to believe in someone so much that it caused blindness to all their faults until it didn’t. Thomas Bennett wasn’t infallible. He wasn’t perfect. I could see that now.
Days ago, I was on a ledge.
Below me was a void.
I hesitated. But I thought I’d already been falling for a long time. I just hadn’t realized it.
That final step came easier than I expected it to. I’d already prepared. Drained my bank accounts. Packed my bags. Prepared to do what I thought I had to.
Which led me to this. Now.
This moment when I knew nothing would ever be the same.
I looked at the computer monitor on the desk.
I saw a version of myself staring back, one I didn’t recognize. This Carter had dead eyes and black circles underneath them. This Carter had lost weight, his cheekbones more pronounced. This Carter had bloodless skin. This Carter knew what it meant to lose something so precious and yet was about to make things worse. This Carter had taken hit after hit after hit, and for what?
This Carter was a stranger.
And yet he was me.
My hand shook as I settled it on the mouse, knowing if I didn’t do this now, I would never do it.
And that’s the point, my father whispered. You are a wolf, but you’re still human. You give all you can, and yet you still bleed. Why would you make it worse? Why would you do this to yourself? To your pack? To him?
Him.
Because it always came back to him.
I thought it always would.
Which is why when I hit the little icon on the screen to start recording, his name was the first thing from my lips.
“Kelly, I….”
And oh, the things I could say. The sheer magnitude of everything he was to me. My mother told me when I was young that I would never forget my first love. That even when all seemed dark, when all was lost, there would be the little pulsing light of memory stored deeply away.
She’d been talking about a faceless girl.
Or boy.
She hadn’t known that I’d already met my first love.
My throat was raw.
I was so very tired.
“I love you more than anything in this world. Please remember that. I know this is going to hurt, and I’m sorry. But I have to do this.”
I looked away, unable to watch this broken man speak any more than I had to.
“You see, there was this boy. And he’s the best thing that ever happened to me. He gave me the courage to stand for what I believe in, to fight for those I care about. He taught me the strength of love and brotherhood. He made me a better person.”
I tried to smile to let him know I was okay. It stretched wide on my face, foreign and harsh, before it cracked and broke.
“You, Kelly,” I said hoarsely. “Always you. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
I looked out the window. There was frost on the glass. Snow was beginning to fall. “You’re my first memory. Mom was holding you, and I wanted to take you for myself, hide you away so no one would hurt you.” It was fuzzy, the edges frayed like it’d been nothing but a dream. My mother was wearing sweats, her face free of makeup. Her skin looked soft and glowing. She was speaking quietly, but her words were lost to me, a quiet murmur that disappeared at the sight of who she held.
A tiny hand reached up, the fingers opening and closing.
And there, in the recesses of my mind, I heard her speak four words that changed everything about who I was.
She said, “Look. He knows you.”
I didn’t understand then the earthquake this caused within me.
I poked his fat little cheek, marveling at the way his skin dimpled.
He blinked up at me, eyes bright and blue, blue, blue.
He made a noise. A little squawk.
And I was reborn.
“You’re my first love,” I said in this empty room, lost in the memory of how his hand had wrapped so carefully around my finger. “I knew that when you would always smile when you saw me, and it was like staring into the sun.”
I swallowed thickly, looking away from the window.
“You’re my heart,” I told him, knowing there was a chance he’d never forgive me. “You are my soul. I love Mom. She taught me kindness. I love Dad. He taught me how to be a good wolf. I love Joe. He taught me that strength comes from within.”
My breath hitched in my chest, but I pushed through it. He needed to hear this from me. He needed to know why. “But you were my greatest teacher. Because with you I understood life. What it meant to love someone so blindingly and without reservation. To have a purpose. To have hope. I have been a big brother for most of my life, and it’s the best thing I ever could be. Without you, I would be nothing.”
It hurt to breathe. “I know you’re going to be angry. But I hope you understand, at least a little bit.” I looked back at the screen. “Because I have this hole in my chest. This void. And I know why. It’s because of him.”
Leave. With you. I’ll. Go. With you. Don’t. Don’t touch. Them.
“I have to find him, Kelly. I have to find him because I think without him, there’s always going to be part of me that feels like I’m incomplete. I should have listened to you more when Robbie was gone. I should have fought harder. I didn’t understand then. I do now, and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Maybe he’ll want nothing to do with me. Maybe he’ll….”
No. Stay. Back. Don’t want. This. Don’t want. Pack. Don’t want. Brother. Don’t want. You. Child. You are. A child. I am not. Like you. I am not. Pack.
“I have to try,” I pleaded in this empty room. “And I know Ox and Joe and all the others are looking for him, for the both of them, but it’s not enough. Kelly, he saved us. I see that now. He saved us all. And I have to do the same for him. I have to.”
Blood rushed in my ears. My vision was narrowing. There was a heavy weight on my chest, and I couldn’t catch my breath.
I said, “I made you a promise once. I told you that I would always come back for you. I meant it then and I mean it now. I will always come back for you. No matter where I am, no matter what I’m doing, I’ll be thinking of you and imagining the day I get to see you again. I don’t know when that’s going to be, but after you kick my ass, after you scream and yell at me, please hug me like you’re never going to let me go because I won’t ever want you to.”
I tried to say more, tried to continue, but the weight was crushing me, and I bowed my head, claws digging into the surface of the desk. “Fuck. I can’t breathe. I can’t—”
My shoulders shook.
I gave in to it. My eyes burned as I choked on a sob.
I had to finish this while I still could.
It already felt like it was too late. For me. For him.
For all of us.
“Remember something for me, okay? When the moon is full and bright and you’re singing for all the world to hear, I’ll be looking up at the same moon, and I’ll be singing right back to you. For you. Always you.”
I wiped my eyes. The screen was blurry, and the stranger staring back at me looked haunted and lost. “I love you, little brother, even more than I can put down in words. You’ve got to be brave for me. Keep Joe honest. Give Ox shit. Teach Rico how to be a wolf. Show Chris and Tanner the depths of your heart. Hug Mom and Mark. Tell Gordo to lighten up. Have Jessie kick anyone’s ass who steps out of line. And love Robbie like it’s the last thing you’ll ever do.”
And ah, god, there was still so much I had to say, so much I’d never told him, so much he needed to hear from me. That the only reason I was a good person was because of him. That our father would be proud of who he’d become. That when I’d been lost to the Omega, feeling it clawing at me, threatening to pull me down into an ocean of violet, I’d held on with all my might to the ragged remains of my tether, refusing to let it go, refusing to let it be taken from me.
I am alive because of you, I wanted to say.
But I didn’t.
I said, “I will come back for you, and nothing will hurt us ever again.”
I said, “I’ll be seeing you, okay?”
And that was it.
That was all.
A lifetime broken down into a few minutes of begging my pack to understand the terrible choice I was about to make.
I stopped the recording.
I thought about deleting it.
Just… deleting it and forgetting about all of this.
It would be so easy.
I’d delete it, and then I’d stand up. I’d leave the office. I’d sit on the steps on the porch until someone came home, and I’d tell them what I’d done and what I was about to do. Maybe it’d be Mom. She’d be smiling at the sight of me, but that smile would fade when she saw the look on my face. She’d rush forward, and I would tell her everything. That I thought I was losing my mind, that I didn’t know what Gavin was, not until it was too late. That I should have fought harder for him, that I should have told him that he couldn’t leave with Robert Livingstone, he couldn’t leave with his father, he couldn’t leave me. Not when I understood. Not when I knew now what I should have known a long time ago.
Or maybe it’d be Kelly. Maybe he’d know something was wrong.
Dust would be kicking up from the tires of his cruiser, the light bar across the top flashing, the siren wailing. He’d throw open the door, the look on his face a mixture of worry and anger.
“What are you doing?” he’d demand.
“I don’t know,” I’d reply. “I’m lost, Kelly. I don’t know what’s happening, I don’t know what’s going on, please, please, please save me. Please tie me down so I can never leave you. Please don’t let me do this. Please don’t let me leave. Scream at me. Hit me. Destroy me. I love you, I love you, I love you.”
I saved the video instead.
I stood up.
It was now or never.
Before I left the office, I looked back once.
For a moment I thought I saw my father standing behind his desk, hand stretched toward me.
I blinked.
There was nothing there.
A trick of the light.
I closed the door for the last time.
And yet….
I hesitated on the porch, duffel bag at my feet.
I told myself it was because I was taking it in. This place. Our territory. A last few breaths of home for whatever lay ahead.
But I was a liar.
I looked down the dirt road, snow falling in flurries and clinging to the trees. No one came.
And still I waited.
One minute turned into two, turned into three, into seven.
When ten minutes had passed, I knew it was now or never. I had stalled long enough.
I picked up my bag.
Stepped off the porch.
And went to my truck.
I climbed inside and closed the door behind me.
I stared up at the house.
I imagined Kelly was with me, sitting in the passenger seat.
He said, “Hold on to me.”
He said, “As tightly as you can.”
He said, “I know it hurts.”
He said, “I know what it feels like.”
My hands tightened on the steering wheel. “I know you do.”
I sighed and reached over to my bag. I unzipped a small pocket on the side and pulled out a photograph. I touched the frozen, smiling faces of my brothers before putting it on the dashboard behind the steering wheel.
And then I left.
As soon as I’d gotten far enough away, I stopped.
I gathered the last of my strength.
I found the bonds within me, bright and alive and strong.
Could I do this?
I found out I could.
It was easier than I expected, slicing through them. At least at first. It wasn’t until the end that I opened the door of the truck and vomited onto the ground, my face slick with sweat.
I gagged as the bonds faded.
My mouth was sour. I spit onto the ground.
“Kelly,” I muttered. “Kelly, Kelly, Kelly.”
It was enough.
The tether.
It was enough.
I pulled myself back up and looked into the rearview mirror. The stranger stared back. I flashed my eyes.
Orange.
Still orange.
I closed the door.
Took a breath.
I looked at the road ahead.
There wasn’t another car for as far as I could see.
I pulled back onto the road.
A few minutes later I passed a sign telling me I was leaving Green Creek, Oregon, and to come back soon!
I would.
That was a promise.
Comments from the old website:
Jamilla Geter
Two things. One you know it’s something good when you can’t stop laughing long enough to finish reading a part. And two, I cannot wait to read this next Tuesday. Gotta make sure all homework is done so i can focus on the epicness. And one more thing. Thanks TJ for this awesome series!
Kay
Man, having my heart shattered has never felt so good.
Cindy
Thank you, TJ, for this series! The best series of books ever! I have enjoyed reading and listening to this so many times. It is truly a gift!
Lauren
The way I sobbed reading Carter’s message to Kelly... I’m not ready but also VERY ready
Csilla
packpackpack I can not wait to finallyvread this.!!!!
Liza
Not going to survive . . . Omg. This is going to be a rough one!!!!
Jocelyn
I'm literally crying, can't wait for the book.
I NEED ALL OF THIS TO BE A MOVIE
Lindsay
This is going to hurt, isn’t it.. Still, I can’t wait for it.
Thanks, Tj
Enma
I do not have words. You're breaking my heart, TJ.
Paula
OMG. WTF TJ. You can't do this to me.
Carter, my baby.
thad
i'm about to cry wtf i can't wait to be able to read this final book, please may the week end fast
