15. A Raid.

JAMES.

[The night after their shopping spree…]

I tossed and turned in my bed, unable to find a comfortable position. My wolf was restless, whining, and pacing in my mind. He still wanted to be around Chloe even after I had spent almost the whole day shopping for her clothes, trying to make her feel welcome in our pack like father insisted.

She was self-centered and annoying. I barely enjoyed myself during the shopping spree. But my wolf was having the time of his life drooling over her as she showcased the many outfits she chose.

I groaned and got out of bed, feeling frustrated and restless.

Why can't this stupid wolf give me peace?

I needed to burn off some energy, to clear my head of his dirty thoughts. I decided to go for a run around the pack territory, hoping that would calm my wolf down. I shifted into my furry form and dashed out of the house, feeling the cool night air on my fur.

I ran for a while, enjoying the freedom and the speed. I felt a bit better, but not enough. My w