Hayden's POV
Rhett and I made our way back to the pack house after our fight in the street.
I had opted to jog instead of getting into the car with him, needing to clear my head instead of having it banged up against the car door.
We stared at each other for a while after the fight, just a moment, but it felt long enough to know what the other was thinking.
I had never had a fight like that with Rhett in my life– we had never had anything to fight over. Ever since we were kids it was almost him and I against it all. Against the pack, its duties and responsibilities, sneaking out at night and running in the woods to clear our heads.
How did it end up that it was now each other who we had to distance ourselves from?