Semua Bab Possessing The Gamma: The Silver Run Series: Bab 21 - Bab 30

CHARITY POV Jess and Nick argue in the background, New Girl plays on the tv while I stare at my calculus homework. The numbers and letters mixing, making my head spin. Where is Elle when you need her? The itch to call and beg for her help is strong when a knock has me turning at shock. Standing in my doorway is Fletcher and Matt….together. Here. In my room. Has the earth turned upside down? What the hell is going on? “Are you gonna say something, Fireball or just stare?” Fletcher asks, my gaze meeting his sea- green irises. “What are you doing here?” I demand, standing from the chair. I hurry to them, grabbing a hand from each, ignoring the sparks even though they turn me to jelly. Yanking them inside, I peek outside, listening for my mother. She’ll lose her shit if she finds them. Not hearing her anywhere in the house I shut the door, spinning to glare at them. Fletcher is walking around, picking up different objects, inspecting them, and then replacing them. Matt sits on bed com

CHARITY POV Anxiety riddles my knotted gut, the winding roads not helping the situation any. Sparks ignite as Matt laces his fingers through mine, his thumb making little designs on my palm. No one speaks. Damon speeding like a mad man eager to return home to his father. We make it back in record time. He drops Matt and me at the Alpha house before rushing off with Elle in tow. Nora says her goodbyes, walking across the yard going over to Beta Theo’s house Staying there until Xander comes back. Left alone outside the house, Matt takes my hand once more. “Andrew isn’t home. Wanna watch a movie with me?” I check the time, noticing how early in the evening it is, my parents not expecting me home for hours. "Come on, Shortcake,” he tugs me toward the door. “I can tell how anxious you are, but Fletcher will be fine. If you need to worry about anyone, it’s that asshole who beat Nora.” That’s not what’s got me all twisted. I trust Fletcher to handle himself in any situation. “It’s not tha

CHARITY POV In less than twelve hours, our entire world has turned to shit. Theo called when he was outside Nora’s pack, Northern Lakes, and we haven’t heard from him or Nora since. Andrew is going crazy over Theo, and if Xander were around, he’d be acting the same about Nora. The alphas have us at deathcon level five. Matt and I have been running around getting warriors prepared for the unexpected. I am throwing extra supplies into my bag at home, preparing for the worst, when a knock distracts my work. My mom enters, her hands twisted together, anxiety wrapping around her. “Charity,” she sounds soft and nonconfrontational. “Please don’t go. Please let the others handle this.” “Mom,” I don’t stop moving, getting all my things in the bag. “You know I cannot back out. I am the gamma. I have to go. What would the warriors think of me if I backed out?” “That you’re only sixteen! That you have time before dealing with these things!” She steps forward. Her hand resting on mine gently.

MATT POV Leaves crunch, while I pace in the cool fall air. The wind from Lake Erie chills to the bone, seeping past the layers of my clothes. Andrew, Charity, and I waiting five miles outside of Northern Lakes. We are stuck waiting on Fletcher and Xander to get out of bumfuck nowhere so they can call us back. For fuck’s sake, they can’t even get cell service. What kind of primitive shit is that? I’d never admit it to another living soul, but not hearing from that jackass rogue beta is worrying me. However, my anxiety is nothing compared to Charity, checking her cell every few minutes. Her brows furrow with disappointment each time she tries to hide it and fails. I know her too well. Andrew is on the verge of losing his mind, ready to make a move inside the territory, but we can’t go in without the rogues who won’t budge. Their stubbornness and loyalty are admirable, but damn frustrating to the rest of us. They won’t move until Xander or Fletcher give the order, but they love Nora en

MATT POV“I am related to Tristan Dugray.” Fletcher admits unable to meet my gaze. “He’s my cousin…my first cousin.”My world slows at Fletcher’s words while I try to process what the hell he is saying. My world sucked up in a dark hole, unable to process his confession. Zeke growls, pacing, as hurt as I am. Of all the things that was the last thing I expected to hear. Whatever friendship we had is spinning in the drain, distrust and betrayal taking over, filling the reservoir.“You’re related to the family who wanted to mark Charity at fucking nine?” Zeke’s no longer patient or understanding. My claws extending as he forces his way to the top, my pupils turning black, ready to pounce.“Gamma! You will stand down!” Damon growls, his alpha aura pressing down, until Zeke has no choice but to relent.“I want some fucking answers!” His command may have forced Zeke back, but it hasn’t squelched the wrath racing through my bloodstream. Did they know who he was and his relationship to Dugray