Scott

Scott

This is not how I pictured my day going. I watch from the small cave I found as two of the pack warriors run by. When I came back here to help Ryder, I knew he was not telling me everything, but I had no idea that he was keeping this shit from me. I found out recently that Uncle Connor died because he had challenged a neighbouring alpha for his pack and was injured. The wound caused his death, so the other alpha took over the pack and land—most of the pack left since they were rogues, to begin with. I didn’t know that Ryder had been moving locations within his land and was telling everyone that he was alpha. The two of us had it out after I found out. He had no choice but to admit everything to me. I am still loyal to him. If we can get Emerald, then we can take over this pack.

“Where have you been?” Ryder asked.

“Stuck in a tiny ass little cave while avoiding the pack warriors,” I answered.

I explained that I was out running in my wolf, and the guards caught my