Chapter 83 Second Chances Under The Moon

• DRAKE
• A knock at my door makes me groan as I drag myself up from the bed. After the shower, I’d planned to relax for a bit, but the moment I sat down, my muscles started complaining. Every inch of me aches from exhaustion and tension that hasn’t quite faded yet. With a sigh, I force myself up and open the door to find Natty standing there, holding a brown paper bag that smells like heaven.
• “Heard through the grapevine that you made it back to Ivory Fangs, and I figured you’d be hungry,” he says before I can even greet him.