All Chapters of Unwanted Wolf: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I love running. Even being bruised, this felt good. I wasn't running fast, I was enjoying the movement of my muscles. I could hear Carson behind me, and it made me angry again. I didn't need a babysitter. I didn't need some guy watching my ass as I ran. My wolf chimed in, 'He's not as fast as you. You could lose him if you ran faster.' She sounded happy about the possibility. I picked up speed. She was right, I already knew I was faster than Carson. I had let him keep pace with me, but that meant going slower than I normally ran. I started to pick up speed. If he couldn't keep up that wasn't my fault. I smiled and called, "See you later Carson." I took off as fast as I could!I ran for a couple of blocks at top speed before I heard the sound behind me. He must have shifted, Eckley was faster than Carson. He was gaining on me. Within another block, Eckley was right beside me. I glanced over. A massive gray wolf with streaks of black down his back was right beside me. He wasn't even ru

As Carson's arms slid around my waist, my anger drained away. How the fuck does he do that? All I felt now was the deep sadness that never seemed to ebb. "I don't need you to fight my battles for me Carson." I said with the last of my anger. I elbowed Carson trying to get him to let me go, but he only held me against his body tighter. I felt calmer in his arms. The sadness deepened. My wolf said, 'It's because you love him.' 'What?' I asked.'He takes away your anger because you love him and he loves you.' She said it softly. 'Mates balance each other.''Why am I so sad, shouldn't he be able to take that away too?' I asked as if she should know everything. 'He can't see the sadness. He can see the anger.' She replied. 'You get sadder because he doesn't know and Eckley can't feel it because you aren't marked. If they mark us, you will never be able to hide what you're feeling.' I huffed and wiggled out of Carson's arms. I went to my locker, gathering what I needed for my morning c

The look on Carla's face told me everything I needed to know. "Let's go Carla." I stood up and looped my arm through hers. "We are simply going for a stroll." I said, knowing she would understand that she needed to school her face so others didn't know something was wrong. We walked through the packhouse and outside. "It's such a lovely day for a walk." I said, smiling and nodding to those around us. We ambled across the green space, looking as if we had no destination in mind. Carla was leading me. I realized we were headed for their house. I loved having my best friend living in the packhouse but I knew it was selfish of me. With their daughter unranked, Roger had decided to move out with Celia, so she wouldn't be alone. Carla kept the boys and stayed at the packhouse at my request. We reached their house and walked around to the side door. Inside, the house was quiet. Carla called, "Carson, we are here." We heard a door close upstairs and Carson coming down the stairs. "Let's s

"Celia, thank you for your bravery. My love, are you satisfied that this is enough to know how to punish the rogues?"Zev growled behind me. "They will die for these transgressions." "Slowly and painfully, my love." As a Luna, I am not meant to be blood thirsty. But even I felt a deep desire to torture the rogues for what they had done. Lily and I spoke in unison, "Celia and little wolf, we would like to take this burden from you completely but you know we can't erase what you have survived. You are both stronger than you realize." We pushed our Luna aura of comfort around Celia and her wolf. "Carson, thank you for bringing us together to help our dear Celia. Your love for her is impressive." I did not say that their mate bond was already well established, but I could feel it in Celia's mind. It was not my place to reveal their connection. The others may suspect Carson and Celia to be fated mates, as Celia had spoken of Carson being there in her darkest moments. Until Carson decid

Tuesday morning and I wake up from a whole new nightmare. I'm crying and shaking. I'm trying to be quiet to not wake up Carson. But I failed. I felt Carson's hand touch my arm and I slapped it away. I don't want to explain to him, that now Paul and the boys from school were in my nightmare taunting me, asking me to let them do what I let the rogues do. But I'd never let any male touch me the way the rogues had tried. I'd kissed Carson and he'd kissed me. That's all I've ever done. "Celly, please talk to me. I want to help, but you have to tell me what has you so upset." Carson sat up and put his hand next to me. He is such a nice guy, just letting me know that if I want to hold his hand, I can but not forcing me. "I don't know how to explain it. My nightmare was very vivid but the rogues weren't in it." I wiped the tears away. "Who was in it?" Carson asked cautiously. I didn't want to answer, but he sounded like he was afraid he might have been in it. That maybe I slapped his han