Mag-log inIt had been two weeks since Trishelle and Samuel joined the Goldmoon Pack. While the first few nights were rough on Trishelle, the days that followed went by without a hitch. Bradley was more than happy to allow her the freedom to visit anywhere, and everyone was most helpful. She especially loved visiting the pups and even helped out a few times. It was strange, but they flocked to her. The teachers were surprised as they were usually reserved with new people, but that wasn't the case with her. Many assumed that it was because Trishelle carried a slight hint of Bradley's scent.After the first day, Trishelle would have flashes of that nightmare, causing her restless nights. It was evident by the dark circles under her eyes every morning. When Bradley noticed this, he consulted with his wolf, who suggested that their scent might calm her. Calling Stacy, who was assigned to his Luna, Bradley asked that the blanket he used be switched with Trishelle's every day. Without her wolf, Trishe
"So over here is the Alpha's study, his room is at the end of the hall and this will be your room." With that, their guide, Stacy deposited Trishelle's small suitcase inside the door to one of the guest rooms before closing it. A quick knock and she popped her head in to add, "And dinner is usually around seven, so you can relax until then. Your friend is in the room across from you. See you then." She disappeared once again. Sighing, Trishelle took a deep breath. Sitting on the luxurious bed, she covered her face with her hands. It was still hard to believe that she had actually rejected her pack and left, taking refuge in a place she had never heard of with an Alpha who claimed her as his mate, no less. Falling back, she crossed one arm over her face. "I wish you were here, Rosie. I really need you right now. Tell me what should I do?"Since the ceiling held no answers, she turned to her side and just let her mind go blank. It was a strange feeling to not be worried about who was go
Trishelle couldn't believe she was finally leaving this place. Though the pack had taken her in, they had failed in every way to make her feel like a true member. As the black van drove away, she took one last look at what had been her home. Despite having few good memories there, it was still the only place she had received anything, especially from her beloved Rosie. Feeling her hand squeezed, she turned to her best friend with a watery smile.The day she rejected James, the Councilwoman immediately declared her under her care and protection. With that decided, she brought Trishelle to the Goldmoon Pack. Of course, she wasn't going without her best and only friend, so with the older woman's orders, Samuel was released, and they both packed their meager belongings. Sammy wanted to reject the pack as well, but Trishelle talked him out of it, at least for the time being. Rosie had taught them the value of being grateful, and if it wasn't for the Bloodmoon's Gamma, he wouldn't have had
Trishelle had been waiting in the Councilwoman's suite for ninety minutes. Behind the closed door of the next room, voices rose and fell without ever becoming words, and she wondered whether any of them were saying her name.Restless, she tried to distract herself with the elegance of the room — the carved chairs, the heavy drapes, the rug so thick it swallowed her footsteps — but none of it held her. It was funny. She had spent years complaining about the dark little space they had shoved her into, and now it was the only place she wanted to be.A gentle knock, and Alexa poked her head in, concern creasing her brow. "Hi. Are you feeling better?""Yeah, I am. I'm just wondering what's going on." Trishelle picked at the hem of her borrowed clothes — a top from Cynthia, leggings from Alexa, after the older woman had scoffed at what the omega had brought with her."Well, that's why I'm here. My grandmother is calling you to Alpha James' office."The girl stiffened at his name, and Alexa k
Four of the visiting guests arrived at James's study. He was standing by the window, nursing a drink in his hand. Turning, he placed the glass on his desk and rounded it, heading straight for the older woman. "Councilwoman Seers. I must apologise for the disgraceful sight you've seen since you arrived." Bowing, he took hold of the woman's hand. "I'm sure one as wise as you must have figured out what was happening with me."Stepping back, he turned to Bradley, "Alpha Bradley, I apologise to you as well. I can assure you that this is not my normal behaviour, but when one's heart has been affected by beauty, the mind ceases to function." Bradley, wondering just what James was up to, simply nodded. "Please, everyone, have a seat so we can have a discussion like civilised people."James took his seat behind his desk. Bradley sat in one of the chairs opposite him while the Councilwoman sat in the other. Alexa sat on the sofa against the wall, and Beta Sam simply leaned against the wall on t
"Rosebud? What do you want with her?" The anger in his voice caused Sam to pull back. He knew that he needed to tread carefully or else this wolf-less prisoner would have his throat."Easy there, my friend. I just wanted to know about her, that's all, but I thought her name was Trishelle?""Why?"Scratching behind his head, Sam decided to be honest. If this were her best friend, then his Alpha would be pissed if he did something to upset his mate, whether directly or not. "Well, it seems that your friend is my Alpha's mate. That makes her my Luna. I mean her no harm or disrespect, but the fight you saw earlier was about her. It seems as though your Alpha wants to claim her as his own, but since she is unmarked, Alpha Bradley is desperate to claim what is rightfully his."Samuel sat back down. If what he says is true, it could mean that Trishelle would leave here once and for all. Yet, if this Alpha is worse than James, he could be sending her from the pan straight into the fire. "As y







