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were best friends, and Aren had been the first one to show up and help me hang the sign over my garage after I finally saved up the down payment.
    And it didn’t end there. Hell, I taught Luke and Logan to drive. And although I wasn’t as close to Jared and Jason, I had no doubt if I needed them, they’d be right there to back me up.
    Could I look all of them in the eye and tell them good-bye?
    “Probably not.”
    Chicken shit of me, but they’d figure it out eventually. It would save all of us an awkward, emotion-filled farewell. I’d ride off into the sunset and we’d go our separate ways. Clean break.
    “They don’t get any say, then.”
    I shifted my eyes to her face, my shoulders tight. “No one will notice I’m gone. Adam’s busy with his kids, Aren is planning a wedding, and Jason’s trying to save your life…” I tipped my head toward the Harley. “We should get you back.”
    She crossed her arms, a wrinkle creasing the center of her brow. Not happy? Welcome to my world, sweetheart.
    I pulled the gloves on and straddled the bike. She didn’t get on. Grabbing my helmet, I glanced her way. “You coming?”
    “These people are your family.” She pressed her lips together, then huffed out a pent-up breath. “I can’t believe you’re going to leave them without even saying good-bye.”
    I slouched, doing my best to rein in the emotions she churned up. With her psychic gift, she probably already knew plenty that I didn’t intend to say. “My family is dead, Nadya.”
    “Oh spare me.” She snatched her helmet off the back of the seat, her voice rising in volume with each word. “Family isn’t just your blood. Chloe loves you like family, so does the Pack, and you’re tossing them aside like garbage.”
    Every muscle in my body tensed. “You don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.” I gripped the handlebars tight to keep a tenuous hold on my emotions. “Are you getting on the bike or not?”
    Her eyes narrowed as she yanked on her helmet. Sliding onto the seat behind me, her body molded perfectly against mine. She leaned forward, close to my ear as I fired up the engine.
    “My parents were murdered when I was in elementary school. I know exactly what I’m talking about.”
    I revved the engine. The Harley roared, breaking the silence of the night. When Sasha came to us and needed the Pack to hide Nadya, it never occurred to me that their parents were out of the picture. The Pack could fight Nero. Human parents wouldn’t stand a chance.
    But Nadya had been even younger than I was when the collision stole mine.
    I rolled us onto the two-lane highway and gunned it. The wind stung my face and I welcomed the ache. I’d been a self-righteous, dismissive asshole.
    And I shouldn’t care. I was leaving tomorrow anyway. She could hate my guts. No sweat off my back.
    But the warmth of her soft body against mine made it tough to keep my distance. I’d hurt her and she didn’t deserve it. I was far from perfect, and no one would ever accuse me of being a gentleman, but cruel didn’t sit well with me.
    Coming over the rise, I leaned to the left and killed the headlight as we swung onto a narrow driveway. I cut the engine, coasting into the dirt parking area. Knickering and the shuffle of unshod hooves grew to the right of us.
    “Why are we stopping?” She turned her head toward the noise. “Is this a stable?”
    I patted her thigh. “Hop off.”
    She got out from behind me and I swung my leg over. “This is a wild horse round-up. The Bureau of Land Management culls the Mustang herds and brings them here to get adopted.”
    “Okay.” She turned from the horses to face me. “But why are we here?”
    Good question. I wasn’t sure myself yet. I hung my helmet from the handlebars. “I was an ass earlier. I didn’t know about your parents. Anyway. Guess this is my peace offering.”
    She watched me for a second like she didn’t believe a word I said, but finally she lifted her helmet