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Run. Telling Ghosts
Oliver After the meeting, I let Adair take over. We needed a run, and to blow off some steam. I told one of the warriors on patrol to take a couple hours off, and filled in for him. Meetings like that never brought good news. The previous night when I mindlinked Cody, he had made sure to remind me that he had told me so regarding the information Lya had shared. We all knew she knew something, even if she didn’t realize she did. It was my idiotic mindset that my mate would never do me wrong that blinded me from pursuing that information. Adair growled. 'It wasn’t intentional,' he insisted. I knew he was right there. Since Tala had been more present with Lya, Adair had been able to maintain more of a connection with her. That gave us the privilege of at least getting an idea of her intentions. Adair would be able to pick up on if they were dark and sinister. Right now, he only saw innocence and misunderstanding. Something in my mind flickered and Adair perked up. He started
Run. Street Fighting Man
Lya The note Cody had passed to me outlined times I needed to be at the training grounds, which also happened to be times he knew Oliver had prior obligations that would keep him out of the packhouse and away from the grounds. Today, he was supposed to be at the school, overseeing how the high school students were doing with their own training. It seemed like this pack revolved around being prepared, which didn’t quite make sense seeing as so many people bragged about how there had been primarily peace for so long. I trudged over to the training grounds, taking as much time as I could spare. Rose had made sure to apologize before she started with riling Tala and me up so we could shift, but her words still bothered me. Maybe she was right. Maybe he hadn’t said something about me being his mate because he didn’t want me. Maybe he’d prefer someone who had had a good relationship with their wolf for their whole life. Maybe I just wasn’t good enough for him and he was just going to reje
Run. Gimme Gimme Gimme
OliverI glanced down at my watch. I had another half hour of dealing with the high school kids, and to be honest, I wasn’t completely certain why I was here. The kids were developing well, and I was quite happy with how they maintained themselves in their sparring. Usually, Gregory oversaw them, checking in once or twice a week, and left the majority of their training up to warriors. But, I felt making an appearance would motivate them a bit more. I walked around the room, occasionally making comments to improve form or technique. Overall, I didn’t see how I was needed here, especially when I could think of better uses of my time. I made my way over to Colin, to let him know I’d be ducking out early. “Alpha,” he nodded as I approached. “Will you be here next Thursday?” I asked, getting right to the point. Colin shook his head. “No, Ellie and I alternate. This week, I had Tuesday and Thursday, next week, I’ll have Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.” I furrowed my brow. To my know
Run. Buttercup
Lya The book I had found on my bed was interesting, to say the least. It had been wrapped in an old cloth, and the warmth under my skin when I skimmed my hand over the cover confirmed it was embossed with silver. Given it seemed to be a book about werewolves, and we had a sensitivity to silver, that was a peculiar choice. I wondered if it was filled with information they didn’t want just anyone reading. I hadn’t gotten much into the book - just the introduction of the Wulver Pack, its location, and when it came into existence - when there was a knock on the door. I went over to open it, not at all surprised that Oliver was on the other side. 'Lya, mate!' Tala insisted. I just rolled my eyes at her. Ever since I had chastised her for not telling me Oliver was our mate, she had made a point of announcing it every time we saw him. It was getting annoying.'I get it, now leave me alone,' I growled, frustrated by her nagging. 'But mate! Mate is right there!' “Hi,” Oliver said with a
Run. American Honey
Oliver I watched as Lya slept soundly, reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from her face. I was about to drift off myself when my phone vibrated against the nightstand, jolting me from my thoughts. I reached over and grabbed it before the sound could wake her. I groaned, noticing it was an incoming call, and not one I felt like I could refuse. I got up from the bed, quietly making my way out of her room. “Hey man,” I said, keeping my voice low and closing the door as quietly as possible. Lya wasn’t historically a light sleeper, but I tiptoed to my office anyway. “Make it quick.” “Am I interrupting something?” my brother chuckled. “No,” I sighed. “Lya just has night terrors.” Thom cleared his throat. “Right. Mate bonds are the cure for all maladies.” I could hear the sorrow in his voice. I knew he was happy with his life now, but I imagined the pain of the loss of your fated never quite went away. “Trevor called. Heard things aren’t shaping up too well.” “On which
Run. Heat of the Moment
Lya I blinked my eyes open, praying to whatever was out there that it was morning. Sleep hadn't come easily, and I hoped with everything in me that it’d be early enough to start the day, but only moonlight seeped in from the windows. I reached across the bed for the familiar warmth I had relied on whenever I woke up the past few nights, but nothing was there. I sat up, looking around. It slowly hit me that I was alone. While I wished for that when I was awake, it was something I dreaded overnight. I understood exactly why. He was my mate, whether I wanted him or not, and a part of me would always need him. But I did want him. I wanted all of him. Even if I didn’t want to admit it to anyone just yet. I stumbled out of bed, following the smell of an incoming rainstorm down the hall. I opened the door, breathing in as his scent wafted toward me. “Ollie?” I asked hesitantly, hoping he wouldn’t turn me away for intruding. “Lya.” He said my name as a reverent whisper. He was
Run. The Promise
Oliver Lya marked me. I didn’t think she realized what she had done, but it made me ecstatic. You could only mark your fated mate, which only meant that at least some part of her knew I was made for her. I would deal with the repercussions of that tomorrow. For now, I got to hold her after I had mated her. I knew without a shadow of a doubt, there was absolutely no going back from this for me. If she decided to leave, I would die a lonely man, unable to find someone to fill the void she left. But now that she had marked me, leaving would be nearly impossible for her. As much as I was proud to bear her mark, if I had known that might have happened, I wouldn’t have let her. She deserved that option. If she decided she didn’t want this - want us - I’d do everything in my power to fix it for her, even if it killed me. Mate bonds sucked. The morning came too soon, the buzzing of an alarm startling me out of a sleep I hadn’t realized I had fallen into. Lya’s back was pressed agains
Run. Waving Through A Window
Lya I dragged myself out of the training ground. Three more hours of grueling work for the second day in a row had been tough. Yeah, I was pretty athletic, but this was a whole different ball game than kickboxing a couple times a week. “You’re better than I had thought,” Cody said with a pat on the back. “Whatever your cousins taught you was pretty good.” I smiled sheepishly. “I haven’t seen them in a few years at this point. Maybe if I ever see them again, I can kick their asses instead of them pulverizing me.” He cocked an eyebrow at me. “Whose side of your family were they on” “My dad’s,” I answered, a little confused by the question. “They made sure to stay in touch even after he hightailed it.” Cody nodded slowly, but made no attempts to loop me in on whatever he was thinking about. “Tomorrow, wolf form.” I looked up at him a little shocked. “I-I’m not sure how reliably I can shift…” I stuttered. He just shrugged. “Gotta figure it out sometime, kid.” He turned, walki
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