All Chapters of Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The girl got under my skin. Pure and simple. I don’t think there had been someone like her before. She made me angry. While intriguing me all at the same time. It infuriated me!Draven chuckled to himself. But the moment I walked away from her, he had grumbled. My wolf liked to be close to her. He liked to be around her, and a part of me wondered if her presence was the reason for his increasing lingering.As I had been about to take my anger out on her, Hudson had saved her. Mindlinking at the opportune moment to let me know that the whole pack had been scoured and no sign of Beta Kian or any trespasser had been detected. Our pack was safe. Even beyond our borders had been searched and he had somehow fled. We had no reason to be under lockdown, and I could be free of the she-wolf messing with my mind.This did not mean we would stop looking for the asshole who had tortured his daughter, but it did not stop me as I threw her out at the first opportunity wi

Working in the kitchen had not been as bad as I had expected. The people were friendly, and were more than understanding of my clumsiness, especially when they realized the cooking abilities I had developed over the years preparing meals for my father and brother. That alone, seemed to mean they were willing to forgive the clumsiness, or at least for today they appeared to be. How long that would last, I did not know. Cassidy, the head chef, was a bit of a dragon, but truth be told, so long as I avoided her, I think I could be okay.I had been oddly excited as I had woken, and prepared myself to start my new day in my new role. I knew this was an opportunity at a fresh start and I wanted to embrace it with open arms. I did not want to disappoint people in my new pack. Annie, the omega, who had come to find me this morning as the sun came up had been more than friendly, and had been following me around for a large portion of the morning. Her company had been a welcome relief, truth be

I faced the pity of my father. I think I would have much preferred it to be the wrath I had expected. But, instead, his eyes looked at me with sympathy. Not an emotion my father often displayed, and one that I did not wish to see again. The disappointment was still present. As much as he may have tried to conceal it, I could still sense it, but more dominant was an overwhelming sense of concern. Compassion. Even a hint of sorrow. He was hovering uncomfortably around me like he did not know how to act. This was not how we behaved around one another.My father did not usually struggle to express himself. Admittedly, a man of very few words, but when something needed to be said, he was to the point. Cold and blunt. But, on this occasion, he appeared to be struggling. Alternating uncomfortably by pacing by my side, to near placing his hand upon my shoulder or my arm in what I could only assume would be a gesture of care or reassurance, but somehow halting himself at the last minute.A hea

I had fallen into working within the business center easily. I had been allocated a space to work, and given some deals to focus upon. I was happy to simply blend into the background. This was what I was good at, and it was what was best for me. This type of work, while it was an area I was trained within, it was a new thing for me to do at this level, but I knew the programmes used, having studied them, and found the work a new challenge. It kept me focused, and I enjoyed it.The people I was working alongside were both friendly and helpful. A couple had asked me some more than awkward questions about how I had come to end up within Alpha Carter’s pack, but I had done my best to avoid them. I knew there were plenty of rumors lingering about me, and I did not wish to add to them. So I just kept my head down, and got on with my work.Beta Hudson, and Gamma Sonny dropped in to check upon me multiple times, both of them being friendly, and also checking in on how I was finding the work.

Life within the borders of Obsidian Storm Pack had become routine. A peacefulness I didn't know I needed. I headed to work, completing what was expected of me, and I returned to my quiet little corner of the pack. Sitting each evening preparing work for the next day, or binge-watching my favorite TV shows. A simple life. But one that I was relishing in. Something so far from the life I had been living at home...Yet, despite enjoying the life I now had, life was forever on my mind. Desperate for updates. Desperate to know how things were going or if there was any news of my father. I just wanted to know that things were better, and that my brother could live the happy and safe life I now had. But, every time I reached out to my home pack, be it through my brother who was now recovering well, or Matty, my messages or calls remained unanswered, leaving me extremely frustrated.It was early morning as I wandered from the dining hall through the busy hallways of the packhouse toward the o