Chapter 15

Ice won't stop whimpering, and Ryan traps him in a corner of his head. Still Ryan couldn't sleep.

- Fuck, fuck, I should never have let my guard down. I let myself be enchanted by pack life. I cannot accept this mate bond that calls for me, that makes me want to surrender to Kevin and Mark. Sooner or later, one of us will be the source of disagreement in this relationship. It will start all over again. I have to get out of here, I have to get away before it's too late.

Ryan gets up, opens the closet and takes his old backpack. Put in some clothes, hygiene products, snacks and water bottles. That's all he has in the mini fridge.

He took the crystal box that had his mother's ashes, wrapped it well in a towel and put it between the clothes.

He wore black jeans and a black sweater hoodie and the motorcycle jacket he loved so much.

He looks in the closet, the bathroom. Look around the room. So many things he liked. So many things that in a few months he had gotten used to having. He takes