64. Fairy-tail*

Grant

I paced across my office as if the restless walking could bring me some clarity. These last days have been arduous. Stormy and I were growing restless by the minute. My wolf was a ticking bomb about to explode, force shift and steal the reins of my volition/will to get to his angel, our Angeline.

Hell! Instead of acting, or going after her, I spent the last few days sketching her beautiful face, reproducing each of her freckles on my canvas like a pup lost in love. I couldn’t wait any longer. I wanted to give her space and the time she needed, but it wasn’t fucking possible! Not when I felt something was wrong with her.

On top of that, I had to carefully deal with Gina. Although I would never abandon her and our pup, we could not stay away from Angeline.

“We can’t! I can feel she needs us now. She must be in trouble. You know how she loves trouble, almost as much as she likes a good house-barbecue. Such a sexy she-wolf! Call it Alpha’s intuition or super-powers, but I