Chapter 11- Valen

I lock Wren in the den and then lock the front door as I leave for my office. I’m late today, and I’m not normally late, but I woke up late after wrestling with my thoughts for most of the night, trying to figure out the best course of action. I plan to put a call into Alpha Ian today to see what he can tell me about fated mates providing the fucker didn’t make the whole thing up.

I warmed up the burritos as fast as I could. I have a freezer full of breakfast sandwiches and burritos that I have the pack house chiefs make me. I usually grab lunch and dinner there since it’s close to the offices. We have restaurants and other places to eat at, so I will attempt to make appearances there to show my support for the local businesses. Once a month, Graven and I will pick a restaurant to have lunch or dinner at.

Eating my breakfast burrito in the car, I think about Wren. She seemed shocked I would let her transform. I can’t not let her transform. That’s just a level of torture no werewolf