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Mia E. RiversNate's back at home, dealing with lots of issues. How do you think Sarah's holding up?
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Loyal To The Pack 30 We will keep them apart
Nate For the past three days, I have been visiting our allies. I met three of our closest neighbors on the first two days. As I had suspected, none of them had experienced the rise in border attacks that we had. I didn’t give away anything about Mark or what we suspected, but they came to the conclusion that our pack was the target, and they assured me they’d aid us if necessary. Yesterday, though, the things I saw in two of the packs I visited made me suspicious. I only met the Beta in both packs, claiming that their Alpha family went on a trip, but they kept referring to them in past tense like they were dead. I hid that I recognized it and sent two observers to each pack. We might be allies, but they are hiding something. Many members of our pack come from other packs, thanks to the numerous mating balls my mother hosted over the years. This comes in handy when we need information. We have family ties with both of these packs, and I sent our people for a ‘family visit.’ They will
Loyal To The Pack 31 Drained
Sarah It’s been four days since Nate left, and the snow-scented candles I ordered arrived today. Yeah, it shows precisely my current mental state. Let’s hope I’ll have a good night’s sleep for the first time since he left. We’ve been texting, and he called every evening. He has been sweet, but I can’t allow myself to imagine too much into it. I’m stronger than that. He is gone, and I need to move on with my life just as I always do. I immerse myself in the things I love. Work, training, friends. Work, training, friends. Abby’s bedtime story has three more pages, but she is fast asleep, so I tuck her duvet and join Len in their kitchen. I spent every free minute with them since Nate left. Less time to think about my heartbreak, right? She looks like she wants to talk as she holds a cup of tea for me. I wonder what it is about, but she asks about Nate, and I collapse into a chair. The truth is I’ve been holding back my tears for days, so she only needs to say his name, and they are r
Loyal To The Pack 32 Ally or enemy
Nate I stab my fork into the scrambled eggs on my plate and swallow through my anger. Our talk with Sarah was a disaster. She was not ready to talk about her wolf, and I made things worse. "Maybe, accusing her of suppressing her wolf was a bad start." "I know, Dante, thank you," I answer sulkily for the hundredth time. His anger fuels my regret, which kept me up all night. It was the worst possible approach. I was so excited to tell her what I found out that I didn’t think through the meanings of my words. I push away my plate and sit back in my chair. The packhouse cafeteria is slowly filling up with primarily hungry warriors coming in after their morning training. As I scan the crowd- jealousy eats at me each time I see a mated couple- my eyes meet Lissa’s as she stands with a filled plate in her hands. Her smile brightens upon meeting mine as I force it on my face. Unclenching my fist to wave at her has never been this tough, but I’m determined to focus on anything other tha
Loyal To The Pack 33 Back
Sarah The running belt rushes under me at a steady but fast pace, tainted with my sweat as I exhaust myself. Since Nate left, I have had more and more pent-up energy each day. I run longer and faster than ever, train, and hit harder. Maybe my anger towards myself for falling for Nate again pushes me to extremes. I’m not sure, but it is wild. Not to mention my sexual appetite. I wake up every day turned on by a dream I had about him. Every fucking morning. My vibrators are exhausted at this point, and I have never spent this much money on batteries. And throughout the day? It could be lunch with colleagues when a scent hits me, and I suddenly think of licking Nate’s chest and my panties getting soaked. I go to work with two spare underwear. Again: it is wild. Running and working out help a bit, but I’m still frustrated and excited at the same time. It seems like I can’t tire myself out. We talk almost every day. He is still the same loving idiot he was when we spent the weekend to
Loyal To The Pack 34 Rejection
Sarah Tingles take over my body as Nate holds me closer. Is this really happening? Are we mates? Did he know? Needing answers asap, I pull back from him slightly to see his face, not having the power to remove my hands from his shoulders. He has the biggest smile, his dimples sinking on both sides, eyes squinting in happiness. A chaste kiss on my lips before he answers. “Dante says we are, but I don’t actually feel the bond. I went home to look into it, but rogue problems escalated, and I didn’t have enough time to get all the answers.” His brows draw closer in such a cute way that I haven’t seen before. I step back, sitting down on my bed with shaking legs. Nate moves synchronously with me to sit next, still hugging me with one hand. How is this possible? “What is it that you should feel with the mate bond?” I glance at him. The blood in my ears pulsates, blurring every sound. “Well, usually, you recognize your mate by their scent. You can smell it in a crowded room. The scent is
Loyal To The Pack 35 Lena
Sarah "I, Sarah Rubra, rej..." my words stutter as a growl emanates from the depths of my mind. "No. You will not reject our mate." My mouth gapes open as I shake my head and stand there speechless. Our mate? A female voice in my head? This can’t be happening. Now? "Your wolf?" Nate asks as he reaches for my hand to hold. I look up at him, determined to say no, but I hear it again. "My name is Lena." The voice says. "I'm your wolf, in case you were wondering." she laughs, but I’m far from joining in. My heart races with this overwhelming change. So unexpected, so sudden. I’ve been so adamant. But honestly, who could blame me? There were no signs of my werewolf being. Nate’s face brightens as a smile spreads across it. I can’t believe it. I’m a werewolf. He was right all along. More like Dante was right, but still. "Oh, look at that dopey smile. What a cutie we have here," Lena snickers. Nate leans down, pecking my shock away, and I finally nod. We stand there speechless. He is
Loyal To The Pack 36 Birthday
Sarah As it seems, we can’t solve any of our issues sitting in my room- no matter how long I hug my legs to my chest with my head on my knees. My thoughts are still swirling everywhere, thinking through possibilities about our future. Living here and continuing with my life seems impossible. There’s no werewolf community around the Capital, as Nate informed me. He’s been asking around, but despite numerous packs having businesses here, they are located elsewhere. None of the parks or forests are big enough. And with all the security cameras… they would’ve been recognized by now. If we stay here, we must travel whenever we want to shift, which is impractical in the long term. I have come to the conclusion that my life, as it is, is practically over. My only option is to move. The big question is whether to move to Black River or somewhere else. No matter how many times Nate tells me I’m welcomed back, it doesn’t seem real. I understand with my mind that his parents are not the ones
Loyal To The Pack 37 Mated
Sarah Knowing I won’t be able to focus on work, I call the office to take the afternoon off. I may seem lazy, but if I’m giving in my resignation in a few days, does what they think matter anymore? I sigh at myself for being such a brat. Of course, it matters. Wherever we move, I’ll need a recommendation. "What we need is that dopey bearded face between our legs," Lena adds helpfully. "Aren’t you a newborn or something?" I ask with mock indignation, but it’s too late. Images of Nate touching and tasting me pop up in my brain, and I unzip my heavy jacket to let in some cooling air. “We have to go pick up a few things on the way,” Nate informs me. “Sure,” I nod as he directs me to the left. “So, who’s coming tonight?” “I’m not sure. I told Jenny and Len to invite everyone you’d want there,” he replies excitedly while my eyes widen, mouth hanging open. He stops seeing my face. “Is that wrong?” “No, nothing’s wrong. I hope Jenny keeps it casual,” I lie. There is no way she’d keep it
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