บททั้งหมดของ Discovering the Wolf: Finding the Bond Mender: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

“That’s everything we know and are speculating on – you are up to speed now. We can talk about next step and options once you are healed. So, I will leave you to rest. Conall, I will be waiting in the lobby – no rush, take all the time you need.” Zale nods at dad and then goes to the door. “Thank you again Wills – you have no idea what a miracle you made here today.”I watch him slip through and close the door with a quiet click.A miracle.Wills Doyle – daughter - wolf – Alpha – and now miracle maker.What the hell am I supposed to do with that?----ConallOnce Zale leaves the room I turn back to a sleepy looking Wills. She’s leaned back and burrowed into the pillows and looks ready to drift off.“You gave me a hell of a scare there little one.” I start, putting the book beside the dinner tray on her table.“Sorry, I can’t explain what I did or why I decided to go into that pen – it was just…a feeling…instinct maybe.” She apologises, looking meek and contrite. I shouldn’t complain to

ZaleFour days after her healing and then collapse and Wills refuses to take the time to properly rest – and Thomas and her father have closed ranks – backing her whenever I attempt to get her to slow down. The only concession she has made so far is to work from home, staying on compound property where I don’t have the added worry of her safety and security.I’ve managed to hold off Dr Gamwell for the moment, he’s still working on her blood work, and tests in a locked lab uploading the results onto a locked server that only Anders and I can access. He can’t test her blood directly so is trying to work around the process with smaller other tests. It’s becoming more and more certain that she is a Hawthorne, which means we will need to make some tough decisions soon about when to engage her grandfather.We’ve moved into a strange sort of holding pattern, we have dinner together and lessons but’s that’s it. After seeing her so upset at the hospital, I’ve been trying to engage her on non-w

Hi all, A quick note to apologise for the errors in chapter 63 and 64, I am working with the good reads team to get them updated - please note that they have the correct chapters in them, just that chapter 63 was published in error with chapter 64 added to it. Thank you for your understanding. Sabine xx

We put the dirty dishes on the counter for Zale and Sandy to sort out, watching as they potter around the space with practiced ease.“Would you like some coffee or tea?” Zale offers, as he puts the last items in the dishwasher and Sandy places two large containers of food on the counter for us to take when we go.“Coffee would be great thanks.” I smile and Dad nods with me, Zale motions for us to follow him into a large living room area with couches, armchairs and bean bags scattered around. I wedge myself into a corner of one of the plush red couches and curl my feet under me.Dad takes the armchair beside me and Zale grabs his tablet before sitting in the opposite corner of my couch. He clears his throat as he brings up something on his tablet. “I don’t have the official report from Dr Gamwell yet, the DNA tests are tricky without being able to use the full register, but all indications are showing that it’s likely that you are a Hawthorne, which means we have some decisions to make

I burst into laughter; my head thrown back against the wall as my giggles and laughs bark out of me uncontrollably.Zale, with his hair messed up and his eyes fixed on me looks both thoroughly debauched and confused which make me laugh even harder, until tears stream out of my eyes. Eventually his expression changes to amusement as he watches me make a mess of myself, writhing in his hold and cry laughing.“Not exactly the reaction I was expecting from kissing you – but OK.” He says, his deep voice vibrating through my core and chest with how closely he is still holding me, and I shiver and hide a moan, biting my lip instead – giggling still.We will definitely be exploring that more – but later.I really need to get him to let me down and step back, or my impulsive behaviour will get us into way more trouble than a few very steamy kisses.“I’m sorry, it’s not the kissing – they are toe curlingly hot – I promise.” I try to giggle explain, unhooking my legs from around his waist, dangl