ANMELDEN~Lindsey~Lunch goes by quickly; Logan decided to sit at the table next to ours and make loud comments the entire time that I’m sure he intended us to hear. I almost feel sorry for him; Callie was ready for any remark he had to say. Calculus and gym seem to fly by. We’re working on softball this week, another sport I don’t have much experience with. Thankfully, Deanna and Callie both do, so they’re able to offer some much needed help. Coach Mabry handles workouts today after school. I guess the guys had some alpha business to attend to. Apparently we will be working on self defense for the foreseeable future. While I don’t mind it, the mundane practice of doing the same things every day is exhausting. I don’t look forward to it. We take turns being the attacker or the victim. It drags on for what feels like hours. Every few reps we swap partners with someone just to keep our guards up; you never know who or what is going to come at you. Coach finally calls it a day. “Be on the
~Brady~ The rest of the morning flies by. A small part of me feels lighter after making amends with Lindsey, but I still feel the need to win back her favor. Knight and I have been discussing little ways to improve our situation. We’re headed to science class when all of a sudden I feel an arm slung around my neck. “So the vibe is off. What happened between you and Lindsey?” Logan asks curiously. “Just had a little spat. Nothing major.” I respond casually. “Oh cool. So you’re not serious about her then?” He eyes me suspiciously. “I mean I’m still attracted to her. We just decided to take things slowly.” I try to be as vague as possible. The last thing I want is anyone pursuing her. “So she’s fair game now? Cool. May the best man win, cousin,” he winks at me and jogs off. I feel a sickness in the pit of my stomach. I silently plead with the moon goddess not to let Lindsey fall into Logan’s snare. I just want another chance. “Dude you look sick. What the hell is wrong w
~Brady~ I can’t believe what I just heard. What kind of sick depraved bastard allows children to find torture cells, beats his own pack members, and doesn’t have holding cells? And why does Lindsey think I would do that to anyone? I feel so much pain when I think about what she suffered. She’s so strong; most would have caved in or given up by now. I can’t help growing fonder for her. “Why is she so afraid of us?” Knight pouts in my head. I wish I could answer him. If I could go back in time, I wouldn’t hesitate to do it over again I’d let her yell at me a million times over. Anything to have her trust back. “I can’t believe she thinks I would ever do that to her.” I tell Grant when he comes into the room. “I figured you heard. This alpha must be a fucking psycho.” He says quietly. I’ve never seen Grant so serious before. I think he realizes just how bad Lindsey has had it. “I overheard bits and pieces. They had torture cells in White Fang? Is that not illegal?
~Lindsey~ I watch as Aviana and Jacqueline get hauled away, a small part of me hurting for them. I shiver, hoping they will make it out alive. I had snuck to the cells before in White Fang when Jagger and I were kids. There had been some rogue wolves that attacked a family on the border of the pack; thankfully the family survived, but the pup was left with a bad scar. Dad spent hours trying to help heal the little one; he was only four years old at the time. The rogues looked rough even in human form, but that wasn’t what scared us. The condition of the cells were atrocious. The metal bars were rusted and coated in wolfsbane so strong that it hurt to breathe. The shackles that bound their hands and feet were dented and scuffed; the slightest movement would sometimes tear their flesh. The scent of blood, urine, and feces carried through the corridor. The thought of Jacqueline and Aviana going through that for what they did to me seems like a stretch. Maybe community service or s
~Brady~ Today has been rough. Morning practice went fine, but my mind is so heavy from everything that’s been going on. I hop in my shower and try to relax. Grant and I made amends, but I know he’s still upset with me. I get that she’s family, but I’m surprised he’s so protective of Lindsey. If our suspicions are right and Lindsey is my fated mate, it would make sense. Gammas are the sworn protectors of the luna and her cubs. I miss Lindsey. I could smell her last night when we got in and this morning when I left. I’m drawn to her like no one else. She’s constantly on my mind no matter how crazy she makes me. I just hope I can find a way to make her not feel threatened by me. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to lash out like that ever again for fear of causing her pain. It also probably doesn’t help my mood that Jagger is coming to town. I feel tense, like he’s got ulterior motives. We became friends a few years ago when he and Walt visited our pack, but I wouldn’t call u
~Lindsey~ I wake up in a strange bed, the smell of fresh blueberry muffins filling the air. I stretch and head into the living area where I meet Aunt Cammie, Uncle Tom, Grant’s little brother, and Dad all visiting and having breakfast. “Morning sleepyhead! Feel like having a muffin?” Aunt Cammie smiles and goes to check on her second batch in the oven. “Sure. They smell delicious. Where’s Grant?” I ask. He seems to be the only one missing. “Morning practice. He should be here any minute. Zack put your feet down. Lindsey doesn’t want your stinky feet by her.” Zack complies but rolls his eyes once he sees his mom isn’t looking. I guess Grant wasn’t lying when he said Zack is going through his angsty phase right now. Uncle Tom and Dad are too busy talking to notice. “Thanks Zack. I’ve seen you around school. What grade are you in?” I decide to try to make conversation since he seems to hate my guts. He pulls out his phone and starts scrolling. “9th.” He sounds less than amus
~Brady~ This is perfect. Not only do I have a chance to get back at Colton and Grant for the stunt they pulled last week, but I get to see Lindsey in action. There’s not much hotter than a couple of girls fighting it out. Plus she’s wearing some tight leggings and a long sleeve crop top that hug
~ Lindsey ~ Who does this alpha asshole think he is? I meet his gorgeous blue eyes dead on, mischief and arrogance lace his features. “Uh I guess showing me where my classes are since, ya know, that’s your job.” After I make my intentions clear I turn away from him and try to create as much dista
~Lindsey~ I walk down the pavement and open the truck door. “Good morning!” I say with a smile. “Thanks again for picking me up, Mr. Matt. Hi, I’m Lindsey!” I wave to the girl in the middle seat, who I am assuming is Callie. “Hi, I’m Callie. You wouldn’t happen to be this happy every morning
~ Lindsey ~ We drive to the school, which is conveniently only about ten minutes from home. “That was quick. Is Black Forest smaller than White Fang?” I ask. “It’s actually larger. They rebuilt this school in the center of the pack when Alpha Cameron met Luna Maci. She wanted a nice place fo







