Forty three.

Damien’s POV

The omega promised to keep me updated on my father’s health. I felt horrible for leaving but there was nothing I could do for him. His life was going to end no matter what, it might be days or even weeks, but his time would come.

Austin came with a couple of bags packed and his car full of snacks. It was larger than mine and we had a long way to travel. I was grateful for how prepared he was.

Saying goodbye to my sleeping father, we set off. Neither of us had a clue where we would find the Blood pack and Austin tells me that they are likely to find us first. He suggests we head towards Iceland; the Blood pack are known for living in colder climates and maybe it would be a good starting point.

As we take it in turns to drive, we keep the chat basic. He wa