"That's not what I asked you." I say. "I know. It is hard because they are my parents. I know that we haven't gotten along, but they are still my parents. But Avery was your mother, and because of my parents she's dead. So, I am not weighing in on this." He says. And I looked at him still not compl
When I got to the front door I put my boots and jacket on while Jackson stayed back and put everything away to make sure that they weren't discovered by anyone snooping around. Wyatt took me to the hospital where Carter was and took me straight to his room where he was being treated for some exten
I could tell that Jackson was hesitant about it, but he reluctantly agreed. And I told him that I would find him somewhere to live. A family to live with. He won't be staying at the packhouse. Especially not with everything else going on and Jackson's entire family here. I didn't want him getting in
Jackson and I stayed hidden in the woods as we watched these girls dressed in very scantily clad clothing, especially for this weather, and they were crying and being manhandled by warriors that were much larger than they were. The van started up and headed down the driveway so Jackson and I start
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked. "Tell you what?" He asked. "Running through the snow in your shorts. Being hosed down with freezing cold water before you could go back inside. You can't be a good Alpha if you're weak." I repeat the words that I heard his father say. "You saw all of that?" H
The following morning I woke up in Jackson's arms and he was already awake staring up at the ceiling. He just looked very content and we lied there for ages in silence. I would start to think about other thoughts and Jackson would snap me out of it pretty quickly. He was pretty obviously sick of all
I put my boots on and my coat and I left the packhouse and headed straight to the hospital. Once I got there Carter was released to me and I took him to the house of the young couple who had a spare bedroom. Carter had only a bag full of clothes. That was all he could pack while he was in a hurry
Jackson eventually got everyone out of our packhouse, even his siblings, and he took me to the dining room where we waited for our dinner but he knew that I was still really pissed off. They were questioning me about those photos. Why would I lie about them? I was trying to get Jackson to mend thing