Trainwreck

His bike ate up the miles as Braxton left the past behind him, yet the Henchman could find no peace as the distance grew longer, and a new day dawned. He pulled into a hotel, wary and tired in a way he knew no amount of sleep could fix. He missed Aimee so much. A big part of him wondered if she and Connor had left town together since the Alpha was missing too, but the idea hurt so badly Brax shut it down before he went mad. As he paid for a room, his wolf damn near begged to go for a run, so after he stowed his bag away, he set Lincoln free to roam the stark land around the hotel. A powerful pack had passed this way recently, their scent overwhelming Braxton's sensitive nose as he wandered in the desert sand, and with a start, the henchman realized the Royals must be moving through town. Not wanting to draw attention to himself, he hurried back to the safety of his room and phased back to his human skin before throwing his large frame down on the bed. It would get easier each day to