Chapter Thirty Three

Matt

After arriving in Black Moon, I cut myself off from everyone in my pack, except for Hodges. They chose a stranger over me. Why did they not have faith in my abilities? If they could have waited, I could have become an Alpha; I was sure of it.

Hodges and I were assigned to stay in a desolate cottage by the lake; it was dusty and smelled mildly of mildew. Honestly, I don’t know what was worse, the ash back in Silver Crescent or the mold. I knew Hodges did not mind the smell; he said any scent was better than the night of the carnival embedded into his memory.

I laid on a twin bed covered by a thin, well-worn sheet. My arm spread limp, hanging over my eyes, allowing me to just give in to the blissful darkness that was evenhanded. It showed no prejudice, and I wanted to let myself become one with it.

“Matt…” Pan called to me; he was sulking in the back of my mind since we arrived in this pack.

“So you are finally acknowledging me?” I snapped back