Scarlett's POV
The wheels of the private jet finally hit the tarmac of the Full Moon Pack's private runway with a heavy thud. The familiar, chilly mountain air crept into the cabin the second the doors swung open.
We had arrived.
I took a deep breath, composing myself as I stood up from my seat. Liam was already on his feet, his massive frame blocking the aisle as he waited for me. The moment I stepped near him, his hand shot out, his fingers wrapping firmly around my wrist. His grip wasn't painful, but it was entirely unyielding.
"I've got her," Liam growled lowly, a warning aimed at his brothers as he pulled me close to his side.
