Chapter 72 *

Vesper’s POV

The Pack Wars. The consolidation of North America. The political games where one wrong move meant a knife in the dark. We'd both talked about wanting out, late nights when the bodies piled too high. But once you step into that world, there's no walking away. Some people tried. Most ended up dead within a year.

"Every damn day," she said quietly. She pulled out a cigarette and lit it.