Sixty-Seven: Lieutenant Hascal Masterson

Lieutenant Hascal Masterson

Sixty-Seven: Hascal

Stepping out of the pack house. I see the six Elders already walking towards the Alpha Kings house. I release a sigh as I see the blond head and leigh body walking right next to her father, the High Elder Morris. Feeling my cell vibrate in my pocket. I start forward as I pull it out of my pocket. Looking at the screen, I see my mother’s name. Opening it quickly. “Where are you guys at. We are gathering now to leave.” I say softly not wanting others to overhear our conversation.

“We are at home. We had to get some things. There is not enough time for us to get back. We will just meet you all there….” I grunt at my mother’s reply. “Son.” I hear my mother’s voice soften. Making me want to cry like I did when I was still a young pup, hiding behind my mother’s skirts. “Don’t do anything drastic like you did last night. Remember pup, Fated Mates are a gift from our Goddess.” I hear her say as a tear tries to escape my e