LOGINI shook my head, this situation keeps getting worse. "Any advice Roger on how I can make Celly understand I'm not babysitting her nor keeping her in jail? I want to protect Celly, but I'm starting to wonder if I'm making this situation worse for her?" Roger smiled sadly, "I'm afraid you are going to have an uphill battle. It will help once she can confront the rogues. Be prepared for that to cause some worse nightmares though. I know Celly Bug thinks it will help to know, but I worry it will make the nightmares worse regarding the ones that aren't in custody." Roger continued, "Alpha Zev wants to wait until after her party to let her heal more fully before she confronts the rogues. Aidan and I have been trying to convince him to let her at least see which ones are in our jail. But he hasn't agreed to allow us to show her photos of the rogues." "I'm worried about her saying she's broken more than the nightmares. Also, she is so quick to anger and lash out. I'm afraid she will do som
I love running. Even being bruised, this felt good. I wasn't running fast, I was enjoying the movement of my muscles. I could hear Carson behind me, and it made me angry again. I didn't need a babysitter. I didn't need some guy watching my ass as I ran. My wolf chimed in, 'He's not as fast as you. You could lose him if you ran faster.' She sounded happy about the possibility. I picked up speed. She was right, I already knew I was faster than Carson. I had let him keep pace with me, but that meant going slower than I normally ran. I started to pick up speed. If he couldn't keep up that wasn't my fault. I smiled and called, "See you later Carson." I took off as fast as I could!I ran for a couple of blocks at top speed before I heard the sound behind me. He must have shifted, Eckley was faster than Carson. He was gaining on me. Within another block, Eckley was right beside me. I glanced over. A massive gray wolf with streaks of black down his back was right beside me. He wasn't even ru
She closed the door and left me standing there. I had laid my heart out for her and she had said, "No Carson."I slid down the wall. I put my head on my knees. She wasn't even going to give me a chance. I don't understand how she coild be interested in giving me a chance just earlier today and then be so angry with me now. Luna had told me that Celly had a lot to think about. She had said that Celly was going to have a rough time and I needed to be supportive and follow Celly's lead. This wasn't going to be easy, but the relationships that mean the most are always worth the challenge. I had felt like I was up to the challenge and Celly was definitely worth it. I was at a loss to know what to do. Celly had locked the door. I wanted to hold her and help keep her nightmares at bay. She didn't want me. Eckley howled in my head. I sat there for hours, listening to Celly. I could hear her whimpering and crying out. I knew she was trapped in a nightmare and I was helpless to do anything.
I was staring at Sergi's computer screen. There was the photo of Stan. We were in business with him. For Red Dawn, it was a small project in Westfield to build an apartment building and a hotel. We invested under a million. We would own thirty percent and be sent residuals quarterly in perpetuity. It was a good deal, even if Stan struck me as shady. If he was trafficking girls, this could be where he was keeping them as he moved them. If he was a trafficker, it could be why the deal was so financially generous. "FUCK!" I screamed. Jenna and Sergi both jumped. I usually didn't let my temper out, but this was different. We could be funding these abductions. Not directly, not intentionally, but that didn't make me feel any less guilty. "Jenna, I need you to organize a trip for me to Westfield. Make sure I have a few days there - meetings with several business associates and definitely make sure I have some time free to stop by this project unannounced. The works." "On it boss man. Whe
Carson and I talked and laughed as we ate our picnic dinner. It was nice to feel normal. Carson asked me questions about me. It seemed like he really wanted to know everything. He asked about my favorite color, my favorite class, what I liked about swimming at the lake and what I wanted to study in college. Noone had ever asked me about college. When I told him that I wanted to study kinesiology, he smiled and said, "I don't even know what that is." I explained it's the study of how a body moves: the muscles, the bones, the joints, all the functionality of the parts working together as a whole being. He smiled and said, "I like studying your kinesiology. I love watching you move." I leaned forward and kissed him. "My turn to ask questions." I said with a smile and launched into a long list of questions I had for him. My wolf grumbled the whole time about how she hated me, how I was betraying her, and repeating she would never submit to having a mate. I ignored her as much as I co
I laid there holding Celly against my body. Had I overstepped buying her bathroom stuff and clothes? She looked so freaked out as I told her about her closet. And then she asked how long I had planned this. I wasn't prepared for her to ask that. I told her the truth, I asked her Mom and Dad while she was unconscious. Those days in the hospital were so hard, I was so worried that she wouldn't wake up, that I had lost her before I'd even had a chance with her. The doctors had stated that Celly was stable, but she hadn't woken up. The doctors had put a brace around her jaw to keep her from accidentally causing more damage in her sleep. There was an inflatable cast on her leg and medical tape on her abdomen to support her ribs. The wounds on her wrists and ankles had been cleaned and dressed. I had helped the nurses wash Celly's body to get the mud, blood and grime off her skin. Now I was just holding vigil, desperately waiting for her to wake up. Periodically, I paced her room. I hadn







