Chapter 50 Chapter 50

Third Person POV

Life is like two cars driving through an intersection at the same time. Both of the people driving the cars think that their path across this intersection is clear, until they crash. We move through life, thinking that our road to our end goal is clear, until something knocks us right off of our road.

Nicolette walked into the pack house, greeted with bows from the pack members. Her hand covered the side of her neck, forgetting that Malcom's mark lay on it. She walked through the pack house quickly, tying to avoid everyone.

She wandered through the vast, empty halls of the pack house, eventually getting lost. Nicolette brought her demon out slightly and found the faint trail of Malcom's scent. It was a short way to his office but as she got closer, she smelt another she-wolf's scent intertwined with his.

The scent was familiar but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She didn't think much of it until she heard shouting coming from inside his office.

"Her? You left