Chapter 85 A New Beginning At Ivory Fangs

• DRAKE
• The urge to kick down the door is strong. I can smell Briana’s scent just inside, and I know she was watching me talk to Adam. She knew I came to check on her, yet she still let my cousin slam the door in my face. I know I deserve it — the cold shoulder, the quiet anger — but it still hurts, especially when Adam and his siblings are the only family I have here.
• With a heavy sigh, I rub my hands over my face and step off the porch. Natty texted me last night, reminding me to be at the pack house by ten in the morning to meet the warrior I’d be shadowing. I woke up early hoping to see Briana before then, but clearly, that plan failed. Who would’ve thought my own cousins would block me from her?