All Chapters of Embraced By The Pack: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Tears continued to fall as I got dressed, and as I walked up the stairs and packed all of my clothes. I’d come back for my computer later when I found another place to stay. Moon Ridge had to have apartments or something, close enough to Zed’s place that our wolves could still meet up when they needed each other.I had hurt Zed enough.My feet were slow and silent as I slipped out of the house. Instinct carried me toward Zed’s car—we always took his car, because it got better gas mileage and was easier to park.I forced myself toward my truck instead.“Hey, June.” Elliot grinned at me, strolling toward me. “What are you doing?”Shit.“Not much,” I lied, flashing him a quick, small smile. “What’s up?”“Bringing Zed’s cookbook back. He’s got all the best freezer meal recipes.” He shrugged a bit.“Nesting, huh?” I forced myself to be polite, despite the hell raging in my chest.“No. I haven’t had anywhere near the nesting urges everyone else seems to have. I’m probably still a couple of

All it took was one dang food delivery order...Because when the guy answered the door to tip me, my wolf took over.And now I'm hunting him.I thought my first mate was bad enough. My wolf rejected him after he hit me, and I was more glad than I can ever say. Especially when I found out a few weeks later that I was pregnant.But things are more complicated this time.Now, my toddler is involved... and being taken-care-of by the guy my wolf is hunting, who clearly doesn't know what to do with a little boy. But he's trying, and he's kind, which is a lot more than I can say about the jerk who got me pregnant.The last thing I wanted was to do this mating thing all over again... but now that I'm here, I'm starting to wonder if maybe fate doesn't get everything wrong. LIZZY’s [POV]“Come on, Ev.”I hauled my chunky two-year-old out of his carseat, setting him on my hip as I reached over and grabbed the massive bag of food from the bare seat beside Evan’s.He babbled at me, pointing franti

Lizzy’s Wolf followed me out of the house. I grabbed her keys and phone off the porch with one hand and tucked her clothes beneath my armpit with my other.I unlocked her car and ducked down to put Evan in. It took me a minute to get the little guy buckled into his car seat, my hands still a bit clumsy after everything that had happened. But I figured it out.When he was secured inside, and still snoozing in the seat, I shut the door and opened up the driver’s side.Lizzy jumped in and over to the passenger seat, getting comfortable while I sat down in the driver. I had to adjust the seat a lot—she was short, I realized—and then adjust the mirrors too. Her car was a Camry, from either 2002 or 2003, and the odometer told me it already had 190,000 miles under its belt.Still, it had started up without a problem.I pulled away from the townhouses, heading toward the human neighborhood without glancing at my phone. I knew the way there, I just didn’t know where Char’s—and Lizzy’s—house wa

Elliot’s [POV] I ate, making sure to put more than half the food on a plate for Lizzy’s wolf, and then took a quick shower with the wolf sitting just outside, watching me. Wrapping my mind around everything was slow-going, but it did get easier as the night went on. The most difficult thing about the whole situation was not being able to talk to Lizzy. Not being able to ask her how she felt about the situation, or what she wanted me to do about it. Especially considering her toddler was involved. If I fucked up with him, there would be no forgiveness. Messing with a wolf’s baby was a sure way to get your throat ripped out—as her ex could attest, had he been there. But he wasn’t. I was. And… she was mine. They were mine. I just had to prove myself worthy of that. Considering I wasn’t sure I was worthy, that would be a challenge. But I’d sure as hell do my damned best. After my shower, I finally gave my wolf the control he’d been wrestling me for. He brushed up against Lizzy’s w

Elliot’s [POV]Carrying Evan up to my room, I shut the door behind us and Lizzy and locked it so he couldn’t escape while I was changing. I’d showered the night before and figured I’d do the same again after Evan went to bed.The little guy went furry almost immediately after I put him down, and seemed to be having the time of his life sniffing around my room. I had to move a couple of things when he noticed them and tried to knock them off the nightstand—which made him absolutely furious but after I scratched his furry head and pointed to the dirty laundry basket, he ran over there to check everything out.Changing didn’t take long. Shaving didn’t cross my mind, but Lizzy’s wolf wouldn’t give a shit about whether or not my stubble was getting out of hand.When I was dressed in clothes that hadn’t been hit with chocolate milk yet, I opened the door and called for Evan to follow me down to the first floor. The little wolf came skidding out of the room, and I watched him closely as he l