Chapter Forty-Two - Heartache

They buried Fallon in the forest. Liam was half expecting Nell’s kinfolk to materialise but they never did. Simon seemed upset, too. He even offered up that if he’d suspected what Olivia was doing he would have put a stop to it. As to whether he would have told someone how dangerous, how truly malicious she was, he supposed he would never know.

He looked across at Nell and was proud of her for keeping composed, though her eyes were red and everyone who knew her must be aware how devastated she was. His own grief was constant. Maybe they could talk about it later. Just for one day the pack could take care of itself.

But his hours of reflection weren’t to be, given the precipitate arrival of Alpha Warren and his daughter. She had brought enough suitcases to sustain a whole herd of she-wolves. That was the kind of Luna he despised, only after the trappings. Though, to be fair, she’d brought most, if not all, of them herself.

To make matters worse he was then persuaded to have a joint mat