When we finally spotted Jackson’s boat approaching the harbour, excitement began to bubble among us. It was far too chilly to be stranded on an island any longer. After hours of waiting, we were all desperate to seek the warmth that only the mainland could offer. As I stepped onto the boat, Jackson came straight for me, greeting each of the others with a nod as he passed. However, when he reached Ty, he shot him a frosty glare that spoke volumes.
He carefully lifted my arm and started to remove the bandage. Though the bleeding had subsided, the injury was still rather gruesome. Cassie had really dug into my flesh in her frantic attempt to gain a grip on me.
He tutted at me and retrieved a box from one of the seats. He had brought first aid supplies and sat and tended to my wound properly. As he was wrapping a bandage around it, I finally dared speak. “How did you know?”
“I didn’t. Brodie did. He mentioned he could sense an injury, but nothing specific, so I brou
Jackson had insisted I get some sleep, and it was long overdue. He also insisted that I take his bed, dismissing my objections with a wave of his hand, claiming he wasn’t even using it. When I finally woke up in his bed, the familiar, soothing scent of him lingered on the pillow, momentarily allowing me to forget everything that had been happening recently. I dragged myself out of the pit of blankets, still clad in my pyjamas, and made my way to the kitchen in search of a cup of coffee.Jackson's place was considerably smaller than the cabin Brodie and I shared. It was all on one level, with everything tightly squeezed together to maximize space. To make room for the travel cot, he had stood the coffee table on its end, creating a makeshift barrier. Luckily, Theo didn’t have to share with Penny and Aiden. He stubbornly refused to sleep in the travel cot, attempting to chew his way out of it as if it were a chew toy. Instead, he curled up on the soft chair beside the sofa.
When we finally spotted Jackson’s boat approaching the harbour, excitement began to bubble among us. It was far too chilly to be stranded on an island any longer. After hours of waiting, we were all desperate to seek the warmth that only the mainland could offer. As I stepped onto the boat, Jackson came straight for me, greeting each of the others with a nod as he passed. However, when he reached Ty, he shot him a frosty glare that spoke volumes.He carefully lifted my arm and started to remove the bandage. Though the bleeding had subsided, the injury was still rather gruesome. Cassie had really dug into my flesh in her frantic attempt to gain a grip on me.He tutted at me and retrieved a box from one of the seats. He had brought first aid supplies and sat and tended to my wound properly. As he was wrapping a bandage around it, I finally dared speak. “How did you know?”“I didn’t. Brodie did. He mentioned he could sense an injury, but nothing specific, so I brou
It felt like an eternity waiting for him to connect with Jackson. The last thing I wanted was to tap into his mind too soon and jeopardize his bond with Jackson. Just hearing his voice again made me feel like I was glowing from the inside out. Logically, it hadn't been long since we last spoke, but emotionally, it felt as though weeks had passed without the comfort of his words. “Brodie.” Tentatively reaching out to him. Even though I had already managed to get through to him, I still wasn’t sure it was going to work.“Jackson is on his way. He said that you left with Tyler, so you can tell him he’s banished as soon as I get out of this cell.” I wanted to laugh. It was exactly how Tyler had expected Brodie to react. Not only did I find it amusing, but it still gave me a warm glow inside when he got overprotective. As though I had my own guardian werewolf looking out for me.“Nope. Sorry I don’t deliver threats.” Of course, Tyler could hear every word I said, so he woul
By the time we reached the south coast again, it was just starting to lighten up. The weather had settled, and the water was much calmer than the night before. Not that it would do me any good. Tyler had given me a lift back, while Cassie and Rachelle had lagged further behind us the whole way. No doubt they were catching up with each other, but unfortunately, I didn’t speak werewolf. We arrived at the coast a little before them, and I took the opportunity to speak to someone less complicated. “Tyler, what were they talking about back there?”“It’s forbidden to speak about it.” He didn’t look remotely regretful about not being able to tell me. His loyalty never seemed to waver. I knew I would get much out of him, but I need to at least try.“Speak about what?”“The prophecy, but that’s all I’m saying. You need to speak to Brodie. Many generations ago, the alpha in charge forbade anyone from discussing its contents. The only person who can override that is Brodie
The deep howl emanating from within the lighthouse suggested that Tyler had discovered something significant. I sprang to my feet far too quickly, and my head spun from the sudden movement. The noise had jolted me out of my half-sleep. Cassie and I exchanged anxious glances, both of us straining to locate the source of the commotion. There was a cacophony of banging and scuffling reverberating in the air.“You go, Cassie. She’s more likely to listen to you. I’ll follow, but I move slower than you do.” Cassie didn’t need to be told twice; she dashed inside, morphing as she leapt over the wall.I followed, but with the state of my arm, getting over the wall took too long. I could hear them talking as I approached the broken door. “He’s locked up, he doesn’t deserve that.” Cassie was pleading Brodie’s case. They hadn’t seen me and I purposely slowed down. The longer Cassie had to convince Rachelle without me being there, the more likely she was to amenable to returning ho
Tyler was busy ripping his t-shirt to pieces and using it to bind my wrist. It was bleeding a lot and would need some serious attention. I had been tempted to use my powers, but the last thing I needed was to be in a blind rage with Rachelle around. It wasn’t like she didn’t have a knack at pissing me off. I needed a calm and clear head if I was going to convince her to return to the pack and clear Brodie’s name. “You okay?” Tyler was watching me carefully as he worked, no doubt looking for signs of discomfort.“Yes, Tyler, I’m fine.”“Brodie is going to kill me when he finds out,” he muttered, the weight of the impending consequences hanging heavily in the air. Deep down, I knew he was right, but I couldn’t help but believe we would discover a way to navigate the predicament. If I managed to heal before we returned to camp, Brodie would never have to know the truth.Besides, he really needed to dial down his protectiveness. I was the one out there, risking it a