#Chapter 147: Rising From Ashes

Kane's POV Getting home was torture. Every damn mile reminded me of the mess I'd made with Aurora. Part of me wanted to whip my car around and grovel at her feet. But I couldn't. Not yet. First, I had to prove I deserved another shot. My territory looked like complete hell when I finally arrived. Months of neglect hit me in the face like a cold slap. Paint peeled off the pack house walls in long, ugly strips. Last month's storms had busted out half our windows. Plywood patches covered the holes like ugly scars. I felt sick looking at the damage. Unfinished construction projects dotted the landscape. Training grounds? Weeds had taken over everything. Our walls were falling apart—missing chunks here, deep cracks there. My people deserved a hell of a lot better than this mess. "Alpha Kane!" Council member Jackson Thornfield jogged up to my car. The relief on his face was obvious—like he'd been drowning and I was the life preserver. "Thank the Moon Goddess you're back. We've go