The day stretched endlessly for Kolton after he had turned his back on Kimi. His rejection weighed heavily on his mind, though he refused to acknowledge the growing unease in his chest. Rather than return to the familiar walls of the pack house, he sought refuge in the dim lighting and pounding music of the local club.
His original plan had been simple enough - find some willing woman to help him forget the complications of mate bonds and destiny. Instead, he found himself drowning his frustrations in bottle after bottle of whiskey. The amber liquid burned down his throat, but it did nothing to wash away the memory of Kimi's devastated expression.
