Masuk6 months later I stood before the packhouse waving off the car. If they had taken any longer, I would have had to banish them from the pack. Anybody would think my father did not want to go on holiday. But, he deserved the break, and the big smile upon my mother's face told me she was more than ready for it! I had no doubt they would have a truly amazing time. So much planning had gone into it. Presley stood next to me as she snuggled to my side with a smile before looking up at me. “How long do you give it before he is back?” she questioned with a grin and I laughed.She may not have been here all that long, but she already knew my father well enough to know that he could not bear to be away from his pack. He and my mother had been retired as Alpha and Luna of our pack for a little over four months now. We had a grand Alpha ceremony to mark the day I took over as Alpha, and the day I officially took Presley as my Luna. It had been the most wonderful of days, and one I don't think
My spirits had felt broken in recent days, and I had kept myself busy with work. What other option did Ihave? Presley had refused all of my visits to the hospital, and all my calls and messages remained unanswered. Mindlinks were blocked. So there was simply no way of communicating with the one person I wanted and needed to talk to the most. I had known her long enough to know what she was like, and when the girl needed her space, she needed time too. As much as it killed me to provide that for her, I knew that was what I had to do. But I desperately needed her. Desperately needed answers. Because I feared the longer we were apart, she was only closer to leaving my pack and returning home. Ending any hope of a reconciliation...The time away had provided one thing though. A focus upon my Alpha training. An urgency to need something to occupy my mind. Work had become a safe haven. A way to keep my mind busy. Something I never believed I would have found myself saying in earlier years,
Everything had become suffocating. I had asked for space. From Zaine. From his family. And from my father. I think my father's presence had been the worst, so I had sent him home with the promise that all was good. The situation between my current mate and I was complicated enough without my father interfering.I was ordered to rest due to the severity of my injuries. Informed that the best chance of a full recovery would be bed rest for a number of days. So I had taken it upon myself when I had found the opportunity, and spoke to the doctor and asked that they allow me to do that in the quiet of the hospital. There I was able to control who could come to see me, and there I was able to be alone. I gained solitude within the private room there when the doctors and nurses had done all they needed to, and it became a safe haven for me. Thankfully, the doctor had reluctantly agreed.Unfortunately, Zaine was not so willing to give up his visits and so frequently I was hear
My head felt it was spinning. I was lost in a battle I did not think I was able to win. I would do anything for Presley. Of course, I would. I loved the girl more than I loved life itself. But I was bound to my pack. I was soon to be their Alpha. And, my pack had certain traditions. Beliefs. And while I had wanted to alter some of them, some I believed were still rightfully a part of what created our pack. They made our pack what it was. Some of our pack members would not want things to be altered. And I honestly did not believe for a moment that my pack would agree to Sara being banished. Punished, yes. Banished, no. I cannot think of the last time we banished anybody. We dealt with them within our pack and they received punishment. If it was severe, then the Werewolf Council was involved.I had assumed Sara, when caught, would receive a sentence and perhaps go to our cells here. If those involved in her investigation, and potentially trial, saw it severe enough, they would bring in
I heard the words of Presley’s father, and my heart constricted painfully. Was that what he thought? That this was all my doing? I held that guilt within my heart, and had done since the moment I had heard of what had happened today, but to know that someone else felt the same filled me with a sense of unease that I could not explain. If others felt the same, then it was not simply my own mind, it had to be the truth...I felt the room near spinning as my mind wandered to a place that could be dangerous right now. A place I did not want to return. Yet I knew I needed to defend myself if I were to ever stand a chance with Presley. This was her father, and he could destroy everything for me in a heartbeat, and by the sound of it, that was exactly what he planned to do. My mind grasped desperately for things to say that would alleviate the situation, but a slight snarl took me by surprise. A snarl made in defense of me. Of us. Of the situation. And in disagreement with what her father wa
My whole body ached like it had never ached before. And the worst pain of all was within my heart. Knowing that this was because somebody had wanted me dead. Dead because she wanted Zaine.I lay within the hospital bed studying the same paint upon the roof yet again, as my mind flickered over the scene once more within my mind. The same scene that continued to replay. Where she came for me. Before it all went black. How had it come to this?Zaine’s gentle breathing in the chair told me he had finally fallen asleep. He refused to leave my side, and I knew he was tired. But sleep was not as easy for me to find. Every time my eyes closed, Sara’s face was there. She was out there somewhere, and despite them being out looking for her, I knew she would be back. Something about Zaine seemed to draw her back. She believed he was hers, and no words from him nor me seemed to convince her otherwise.‘Zaine has said he will protect us.’ Shira reassured me, and the sound of my wolf’s dulcate tones







