All Chapters of Werewolf Summer Camp with the future Alphas: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Beeping wakes me up from my slumber. Where am I?My eyes slowly blink open, and it looks like I’m in a hospital room, but why? I think back on yesterday, but nothing comes to mind. What happened?I hear footsteps walk closer, “Hey, how are you feeling?” An older man, with golden blonde hair, and hazel eyes says looking at me. I swallow, “I…” My voice croaks and he rushes over to get a glass of water and hands it to me.A nurse walks in and her eyes go wide, “You’re awake!” She exclaims and runs over and starts fidgeting with something on my arm. She looks down at me and smiles, “You took a pretty nasty hit to the head, do you remember what happened?” She asks, and I purse my lips and shake my head.She pulls away and looks into my soul, “Okay, Sweetie. Do you remember your name?” She asks, and I blink at her.My name? What is my name? I should be able to answer that. Why can’t I think of my name? I look at her, then at the guy in the room with me. Do they know it? I shake my head. “I…

*Six months later*“I’m going to be home late tonight. I’m going out with Jennifer, Asher and some other friends.” I tell Uncle Bert, and he smiles, “Alright. Have fun.” He tells me and I race out of the house and into Asher waiting car.I lean over and kiss him, and he pulls me in harder for the kiss. I pull back laughing, slapping him on the chest and he chuckles, “You’re going to get me in trouble.” I tell him and he rolls his eyes. “You’re eighteen. I think it’s okay for you to kiss your boyfriend.” He tells me and I roll my eyes.“Yeah, tell that to Bert. He flipped out last time he saw you kissing me.” I tell him and he groans. “Well don’t tell him what I plan do tonight at the party.” He jokes and I roll my eyes.We still haven’t gone all the way; something stops me every time he tries. I feel bad, we’ve gotten close again after the last six months, but I don’t know, it doesn’t feel right.He drives me to school, and everybody is talking about this party, it’s going to be a big

I spend all weekend dodging calls from Asher, and a few from Jennifer. I don’t want to talk to anyone right now. I haven’t even been down to dinner. The only thing I’ve done the past two days is show up at the bar and talk to Rick.He’s fun to talk to, and he’s making me forget about everything that happened. Though I’m not sure if that will last or not, since I have to go back to school tomorrow.I look up from my fruity drink and look at Rick as he leans down on the counter next to me, “Maybe I could travel.” I tell him and he scoffs; I tilt my head and glare at him. “What? I could! I’m going to graduate soon. It’d be perfect I could see the world.” I tell him.He looks at me, “You’re going to be the next Alpha. You’re not going anywhere. Not many people who grow up here leave.” He says, and my eyes scrunch together. “Isn’t my uncle going to be the next Alpha? And why does no one leave?” I ask, and he grimaces.“Things work differently in this pack. Our Alphas are female. And this p

*One months later*I look at the mark on my neck in the mirror. We still haven’t found anything to get rid of it, but it does look like it’s fading a bit. Is that normal?I rub at it, hoping this time it will rub off, even if it hasn’t worked in the past. I breathe deeply when it’s still there after an intense rub down.I graduate today, not that I’ll get a big ceremony or anything. I started getting homeschooled after everything went down with Asher. Apparently, being the Alphas granddaughter only does so much for someone when she’s ruined the golden boy of the pack's life.I don’t mind though, I was happy to not have to go there and deal with everybody, even if that does make me a coward.He did this to me, and he’s still making me pay for it. I feel his emotions everyday, slowly dragging me down to the jail cell with him. He could turn them off if he wanted, but he doesn’t. He wants me to feel all of it. The pain, the loneliness, the hunger, everything. I finally asked Bert to take

No. No. No. No. This isn’t possible. Who marked her?I turn glaring at the bartender, I swear to the Goddess I’m about to kill someone right now. My body shakes, with the need to control myself. If he’s the one that marked her, hurting him will hurt her and if he’s not, then I guess he doesn’t deserve it.Jordan grabs my shoulder, and I feel him put his strength into keeping me there. The bartender watches suspiciously, “What’s your problem?” He asks me. “Who marked her?” I growl, not able to hold myself back.His eyes narrow on me, “Who the fuck are you?” He asks, and I crack my neck, “Her mate.” I tell him and I hear Jordan curse behind me. I’m far from caring though.“Her mate? She has a mate?” He asks, his eyes wide as he looks over at the door where she left, then back to me. I growl, “She has three. Who marked her?”His eyes grow even wider, then he takes a deep breath, shaking his head and looking back at me. “Someone forced themselves on her. He marked her without her consent.