The drive to the Crimson River Pack was scenic and fairly quiet. Aside from the little bit of strategic planning that took place at the start of the drive, the rest was quiet. Callan, Raina, and Talia were in the SUV with me while Eric, Jason, and Michael were all in the other vehicle.
We pulled over about 20 minutes from the packhouse to ensure both former Alphas were on the same page for planning. My dad and uncle often took different approaches for addressing these types of matters, and although I would be in charge of the discussion, having both Alpha Callan and Alpha Michael present, in addition to myself, would be a bit intimidating.
“I hear you have been having some lady trouble.” Michael stated as we moved to the space between the two cars. I could only shake my head.
“You had to tell him?” I asked, looking over at Jason and Eric.
Jason shrugged. “What can I say? He asked and I wasn’t going to lie to him.”
“Who is this person, Harlow, to you?” I asked Jeremy as we headed out to the vehicles. Jeremy had just finished providing us with directions to the location that he believed Harlow would be leaving the rocky, wooded area.Jeremy took a deep breath and sighed. “I just wanted her to get out. I know this place isn’t great and that we shouldn’t have omegas. I do what I can to help some of them get out of here when they can. Harlow tried to escape twice before. I knew she wanted to leave and now was the right time. I just want to make sure she is safe. Please let me know if you find her.”We left the Delta in front of the packhouse and headed out. My wolf was on edge. I could feel Grey pacing back and forth. Something about this situation was causing him to feel uneasy, and I couldn’t deny the fact that I was right there with him. I was surprised that the feeling didn’t manifest itself during the interactions with
I slept in fits and starts last night. After returning back to the packhouse with Harley, the doctors were able to get her stable. The doctor was able to set both her leg and her shoulder. Her leg was placed in a cast and her arm was secured against her body to keep her shoulder in place. The doctor had administered a medication that was supposed to help with the suppression of her wolf, but after no significant changes were noted, I forced myself to bed. Yesterday was a long and exhausting day, and I was hoping that a good night’s rest would bring better news in the morning.As I stumbled out of bed, I stopped when I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I looked rough. Dark circles ringed my eyes, the telltale sign that I didn’t get enough sleep. Although I didn’t make it to bed until 2:30 this morning, and it was only 6:45, that was typically more than enough sleep for me to be rested. Except sleep eluded me, and I probably slept no more than an hour
HarleyA soft bed cradling me was the first thing that I felt as I began to wake up. The last thing that I remembered was the cold rain and excruciating pain. My shoulder and leg had been severely injured and as I laid on the ground, the hopelessness of the situation crept in and I cried. I knew that I was someplace that no one would stumble upon me and that I was going to die. I had not cried since my mom died, but I could not stop the tears. I cried mostly for my sister, knowing that I would not be able to protect her. I cried because I didn’t know where she was, and I didn’t know if she was safe. I cried because I would never get to see her again.As I slowly started to regain consciousness, I realized that I was not dead. The bed surrounding me and the sensation of medical equipment attached to me told me that I was no longer outside. I froze for a moment, fearful that I was back at the Crimson River Pack and that I had not been successfu
Alpha AndersI sat down at my desk, raking my hands down my face.‘I like her. We should date her.’ Grey spoke, the first substantial conversation we had since we found Harley.‘Really? That is what you start with? She is injured and looking for her sister and the first thing you tell me is that we should date her?’ I didn’t understand my wolf most of the time.‘Yep. That is what I started with because I like her. You should like her as well. She is great.’ Grey spoke, matter of factly. What the hell was up with my wolf?‘I do like her. Probably more than I should for just meeting her.’ I mumbled, leaning my elbows forward on my knees.I stood, looking out the window and over the training field. My sister, Romy, was leading a small group of young she-wolves in training. I could tell by the movements that they were practicing defensive action. Many people d
Harley“Tell me about your sister.” Talia was nearly jumping up and down. After she came in and made sure that I was okay and feeling better, she moved on to talking about Coral and the time that we spent over the last year trying to make our way to the compound. Talia’s hair was a bright red. While Cora’s hair was a deep red, Talia’s hair was a bright shade of red that she kept long, nearly reaching her lower back. It was left down, nearly wild but somehow controlled at the same time. It reminded me of the red wolf itself.
Alpha Anders growled and Neil rolled his eyes. I knew that I was missing something, judging by the look exchanged between the Alpha and the Beta. “Enter.” Alpha Anders stated, curtly. A very busty she-wolf entered. She looked at me briefly before turning to the Alpha.“Alpha Anders? I was hoping that, if you had time, we could talk? I would like to apologize for my behavior yesterday.” The she-wolf was wearing too much makeup and too much perfume. Her dress was a bit short and tight. And I didn’t like her in the Alpha’s office. I
Alpha AndersTime went by too slowly. Grey wouldn’t stop talking about having dinner with Harley. Admittedly, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was funny, because on the surface, Harley wasn’t like any of the she-wolves I had dated or the ones that I was typically attracted to. And when I say on the surface, that was exactly what I meant. Probably stereotypical of me, but I had typically been attracted to tall, busty blondes. Harley was tall, but that was where it ended. She had long, black hair, similar to my own. Her eyes were the brightest blue, and I could only imagine that they would get even brighter as she actually started eating and being able to take care of herself. It seemed like her time as an omega at the Crimson River Pack was not good and she was not able to care for herself like she should have.I could tell just from looking at Harley that she was muscular, despite it being diminished due to the lack of regular exer
Harley The Alpha gently ran his thumb across the knuckles. “Please, Harley, call me Anders.” Anders spoke quietly.“Anders, are you my mate?” I nervously asked, the pressure in my head becoming nearly overwhelming. I had to know if Anders knew something that I did not. Thoughts of having a mate ran through my head. Was Anders my mate? What if he wasn’t my mate? Over the last year, I found myself thinking about a mate and what it would be like to have one, mostly because I had the time to think about it. It wasn’t until I was being held as an omega that I had a moment to pause and think. I spent most of the time worrying about Coral, but in other moments, I thought about my mate. I would have never thought that my mate could be an Alpha, but now it seemed possible.Anders took my hand, kissing the top of it gently. “Honestly, I am not sure. I would think that Grey would know, but my wolf does not know. I f