I am pumped. My body is filled with adrenaline and it is the most alive I have felt in weeks. My anger is driving me. I know as soon as my training session is over with Logan, and my body has time to relax, I'll be exhausted. I'll sleep for days if allowed.Logan lowers his body and comes at me again. Unlike all the other times, he doesn't knock me on my butt again. My body doesn't crash against the ground under all his strength. I dodge him, sending him flying past me and he hits the ground in surprise. I may not have the strength on my side but I have agility and speed. Those will be my weapons.He rolls over, his eyes meeting mine for the first time since his fall. Instead of being met with anger or annoyance he is smiling. Almost like a sorcerer over his apprentice or a parent over their child. Then he pushes himself up from the ground and dusts himself off."You're doing better than I thought you would." I raise my brow to him and cross my arms. "You didn't think I had it in me?"
SAMUEL'S POVI spin around the damaged room, my head spinning, braced to attack again. The next person who approaches me knows what is coming and I am not going easy on anyone.Suzie stares terrified back at me with her hands over her mouth trying to hold in her sobs. I can't bother to allow myself to feel any guilt over my actions.I have lost it and I know it."He's flipped. He's rabid. He won't be the same ever again," My aunt proclaims. "What will we do with him? What will happen to the pack?"Wolves of my pack bare their canines at me on Dylan's order. They are protecting the pack from me; preventing anyone else from getting hurt.Edward lay at my feet whimpering, kicking his hind legs trying to move away, failing miserably. I didn't mean to attack him, but I am not in my right mind. My wolf was out of control and I felt threatened by his movements and close proximity, then it all happened so fast.I am conflicted with feeling the guilt and making a run for it to go find Grace."
GRACE'S POVI hum as we come to a stop just outside the cell building. My heart is still racing from the run and my wolf is howling. A thrill runs though us. It has been so long since we were free, we revel in it. Again, I throw my head back and howl in delight.The night is always more from a wolf's point of view. It is like looking at the world with so much clarity. Every noise is heightened. Every breath seems to last forever. And every sight is so crystal clear it is like looking through a giant magnifying glass. I am exhilarated."I think that has to be some kind of record. There aren't many wolves that can move with your speed. At least not that I've seen." I turn in just enough time to see Logan coming up behind me, slipping on his shirt.I walk around the back side of the tree, away from him and slip on some clothes that I'd left in the branches just in case I was allowed and opportunity to run. I am back around the tree in minutes. Logan is there waiting on me."Did that make
I look around the large room at what little stuff I have acquired since my stay with the Grog's Pack and sigh. Now it is all mingled in with Logan's stuff. Our clothes hung together in the nearby closet. My books next to his on the nightstand and in shelves. And I'm sure if I bring myself to investigate it, I'll find both of our toothbrushes together in the bathroom.I immediately take a strong dislike to the room. This isn't my room and it never will be. This room is a lie, filled with promises of an ordinary life of an ordinary couple. Logan and I not an ordinary couple at least not in my eyes.I suspect though, that in Logan's eyes,, we are a couple.Though I knew this day would eventually come, where I'd have to share the same room and bed with him, nothing had ever really prepared me for it. I don't love him the way he wants and it makes me feel wrong. I can lie with him knowing I am carrying the unborn child of the man I love inside me.I have to fight back another wave of nause
I am nauseous again. I want to shake my head and declare it is much too early to have such a weighing conversation, but I doubt it will get me anywhere. He is determined to talk this out."It should have happened last night, but since you weren't feeling well I didn't feel it was the right time. As soon as you're better it should happen," he continues.I have a strong feeling I will be sick for a long, long time.But then he will become suspicious.Alright, then I'll leave today. I'll do it. I'll have to. Amelia helped Doreen once. Maybe she can help me now that I'm out of the cells. I know the layout of the land and the shift changes of the borders. If only I can get away from Logan and everyone else for a few minutes I could escape this hell. He sits down on the bed in front of me and cups my jaw with his hand. He has genuine concern written on his face. "You look pale. You need to eat."I need to throw up.He must have seen the look on my face because he jumps up and moves out of m
The wind blows through my loose, blond strands, making my hair whip around me like a silk blanket offering it's smooth comfort.Dylan, the man standing just a short distance from me watches me carefully, waiting for me to run at him, attack him, try to make him pay for what I deem as traitorous behavior, but I make no such move. I only stare at him with open and unashamed contempt.He can't hide the hurt my bitterness and scorn bring him, and for a moment I think he is the old Dylan, not the Dylan who turned on his pack and brought Noah out of there."I have to talk to you," he says. "You have to know the truth."He walks toward me, slowly, carefully, like I was a wild animal that would attack him given the wrong move. "Grace, listen to me. I know you probably have tons of questions for me right now and I promise to answer them all, just let me explain-"With loud smack against the his left cheek, his eyes widen in surprise at the girl who has slapped him. There is already a red mark
I quickly bolt upright and stand in front of the two men in sheer panic. "But-but it's so soon. I haven't had time to prepare. And I'm not feeling well. Shouldn't we wait? Logan said we could wait until I was feeling better.""Unfortunately we don't have that kind of time," Grog says as Logan stands up in front of me. "We're making a move on a pack in two days and we have to know that you will be loyal to us and your mate during the raid." He looks at Logan who nods his head in agreement.Oh, goodness, I felt myself unable to breathe and light headedness slowly started to creep over me like a nightmare. I can hardly believe what is happening. I need more time. I had counted on having more time. How can I possibly escape now? If I were to mate Logan I won't even want to leave here anymore. I'd want to stay here with him and stand by his side as he and his brothers born of evil bring the world of wolves down on its knees.I suck a sharp breath of air in horror. Nothing and no one can co
I gasp and clutch the letter to my chest. It has been so long since I heard his voice in my head and it nearly shatters me. My legs feel like jelly and my chest aches with the gap that was left by him leaving. I haven't allowed myself to think about Samuel very much, afraid of what it might do to me if I let my thoughts linger there too long. I know I would fall apart. But now...now I can't help it. I have to think of him. His letter. His words. His hands have touched the very same paper as mine did. I briefly wonder if I might catch a scent of him on it if I try hard enough to find it."Grace," Dylan says softly.He brings me out of my stupor. I look at him. I haven't realized there are tears in my eyes until he reaches out and touches them with the back of his hand. He briefly wipes them away only for them to be replaced by more cascading down my cheeks."Talk," I say. "You told me you would. I want answers." I wipe the tears away viciously with the letter gripped tight in my hand.