All Chapters of The Pack's Nemesis: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

KennedyI feel like Quirin and I have leaped over a hurdle. Just the fact that he came to find me, to show me how much he wanted me, feels like a feat in and of itself.‘And it didn’t even hurt this time,’ Echo purrs. No, it didn’t, it just felt good.‘We needed to adjust to him and now we have,’ she says, stretching in my mind like a damn cat.Between her and the tingles that I’m still feeling in my body, I’m struggling to figure out this damn microscope. It was slow before Quirin came and distracted me in the best possible way, but now … I give up. There’s no way I can focus on this.So, instead, I spend the rest of the afternoon putting the last of the supplies away and making sure that everything is organized in a way that I can get to it quickly if necessary.“Wow, Luna, I’ve never seen so much stuff in here,” Deborah says, walking in.“Well, I doubt we’ll need to replace most of it for a while, but it’s good to have it on hand if we need it,” I tell her.“Do you know how to use a

KennedyAfter finishing up with Beta Kier, I realize that no one else is coming to the hospital. Whether they don’t think I’m capable of helping them or they just don’t trust me, I’m not sure. What hurts the most is that even Quirin didn’t come. He could lead by example, show the pack that I can help to heal them, but it seems that while we may have made some improvements in the bedroom, he still thinks of me as that little pup.When I walk into the packhouse, I stop, seeing people milling around, burning off the residual tension of the battle. I can smell the injuries on them, smell the blood and seeping wounds that their wolves are having to slowly heal. I feel frustrated tears prick at my eyes. Would it be so terrible to let someone help them?“Hey, there you are. I was just coming to check on you,” Quirin says, skipping down the stairs. He’s freshly showered, his hair still wet and the scent of soap still clinging to his skin.“I just got back,” I say softly.He gives me a pained l

QuirinI was annoyed early this morning. First, I knew Kennedy was upset last night about no one going to the pack hospital. It’s the first time she’s been in bed and acted like she was asleep. She’s a terrible faker and while I knew we should probably talk, I was exhausted after the battle and rather than starting an argument, I just went to sleep.I knew she was still upset about it this morning, but the reality is that this pack has been taking care of itself for a very long time. We’re strong and we’ve gotten on just fine. And as much as I know that Kennedy wants to be like her mother, she’s not there yet. She will be, I know she will, but she has several years to go.Then when we started warrior training, Kier had been bouncing around like he hadn’t fought in the battle yesterday like the rest of us.“What is with you? How do you have so much energy this morning?” I finally snapped at him.“Luna helped me to heal last night. I’m surprised she didn’t insist on healing you as well,”

KennedyI feel like Quirin is finally starting to recognize that I’m not just some silly little pup, but I’m actually an intelligent woman that can help the pack. At least, it feels that way. He apologized, which was totally unexpected but very much appreciated.When we walk into the packhouse, I take a deep breath. I’m guessing that this conversation isn’t going to go over well. This pack is very arrogant. I wasn’t joking when I called Quirin that earlier. That’s all it is, arrogance that the human sits back and leaves the brunt of the work to their wolf.“It looks like we’re on a mission,” Beta Kier says, walking up to us. “Anything I need to know about?”“Yeah, Kennedy has found silver in two of our pack member’s wounds. Since she didn’t find any in your wounds, she believes, and I’m inclined to agree, that this is Jasper’s doing.”“How would that even work?” he asks me.I give him the quick version of my suspicions as we walk into the dining hall.“Everyone, listen up. I have two a

KennedyAfter a grueling evening of scraping injuries and cleaning out silver from wounds, I felt exhausted.When the last warrior left, I checked with Deborah and told her to head to bed. I have no idea how late it is, I just know that I’m exhausted. I finish cleaning up and check the room Deborah was working in before walking out to the main entrance. I’m turning off lights as I go, barely able to keep myself standing when I smell him.“You look exhausted.”I look up and see my mate in the dim light of the waiting room.“What are you doing here?” I ask.“Waiting for you. I thought you’d be done earlier but when I got here, there were still several warriors who needed to be seen.”“A lot of them came in tonight. I was surprised, but glad,” I tell him.His eyes narrow and he takes my hand, pulling it to him and looking at my palm.“Why do you have a wound that isn’t healed?”I shrug, not sure I can talk about it without breaking down. I’m too tired right now.He looks at me, then back