AlisonThe cabin was a little bigger than the one we stayed at before. I still had to sleep in the same bed as Adam. And for the first month with the cuffs on. But the bathroom had walls instead of a curtain. And the kitchen had a stove so we could cook. Adam didn’t let me out of his sight for the first month or so. Only letting me outside when he was there to watch me. Chaining me inside anytime he left. Occasionally, he would return with someone to look at the mark on my neck. Every one of them left with him angry because they said there was nothing they could do about it. My guess was he was looking for someone to remove it, which was impossible. But that didn’t stop him from trying. By the second month, he was leaving me alone without chaining me up. I was also allowed to sleep at night without the cuffs on connecting me to him. Without the chain on me, I was able to move freely throughout the whole cabin, versus being confined to the bathroom area and the bed. I used my newfound

AlisonAfter collapsing with my baby girl in my arms, I was carried back to this packs, pack house. I was placed in a room and left with a woman who didn't know English. Or she didn't seem to, as the only response I could get from her was a smile and a nod of her head, and she continued helping me to get cleaned up. When she was done, and I was dressed in a hospital gown and lying in a bed, she left the room. I was left there with my little girl, who was also now dippered and wrapped in a blanket. A few minutes later, the woman returned with a guy who looked me over. Again, he didn't seem to know English. Leaving me to only guess the guy must be a doctor and the woman a nurse. The two looked me over in a similar way that Owen would have if I had been injured and at home. My attention going back to my baby. Tears sprang up in my eyes. I wished Owen was here. I wish I knew how he felt about being a father. I never got the chance to tell him. Though, I wonder if it matters at the moment

AlisonStanding there listening to Alpha Nikolai suggest that I wasn’t going to be allowed to leave, and they planned to use me for things I have fought not to happen to me in my life. I am not going to lie. It was hard to control my wolf. Handing my baby girl to her father was the only way I knew to not only protect her but him. If they were going to allow her to leave, then he was the one to leave with her. He would keep her safe. Once she was safe in her father’s arms, my wolf pushed forward, giving a warning growl. One that was cut off by Damion looking over at me with a warning in his eyes but also a warning not just to me but to Bryce through our link. “Not yet. Both of you need to calm down.” A quick glance at Bryce told me his wolf was not a fan of what was being said either. But at Damion’s command, we were both able to pull our wolves back and stay calm while he handled things. Which, if I haven’t said before, he was a damn good Alpha. He looked so calm and collected. His

AlisonWith Owen and the babies secure, I made my way out of the house. The howels were close by. From the communication coming through the pack's link, the fight was moving in my direction. With a sigh, I made my way off the porch, letting my wolf take over. Moving in the direction of the closest fight was. It didn't take long to recognize who was crossing into our territory. I had spent weeks learning every marking on the wolves that patrolled near the cabin Adam held me at. They left us alone for over a year. And now they wanted to take their revenge. It was slightly maddening. They could have done this sooner. But I would not allow them to go farther into the territory. Joining the worriers that were already there, I helped fight them off. After everything that happened, I have spent even more time training with the rest of the pack. Learning to protect not only myself but everyone else around me. My wolf was strong. We knew this. Not just because she has done what she needed to