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he nods, then I can see his shoulders drop as he tells himself this is another of those moments where he has to manipulate me into being happy with him, like we’re actually a couple, "And look, after the show wraps and I mark you—If that’s what you choose, I can arrange for us to visit some of the other packs. You mentioned once that you wanted to travel, right? I will have more time then. Beta Rowan will take more responsibility here and I can meet with the Council in any of their packs, so we can just… have fun.” Once. I mentioned I’d like to travel once, in passing, years ago, and he filed it away somewhere and retrieved it just now like a bargaining chip. He thinks he's being a good husb

That man could charm a ghost into blushing. I used to tell myself I understood him. Zane—the temperamental Alpha who took what he wanted, when he wanted, with whoever he wanted. That included girls like Ashley and Heather. Probably a dozen more. Maybe every pretty face that smiled too long. And me? I was just another one who fell for it. "I don’t know what just happened," Trav said gently, tilting my chin up so I’d meet his eyes. "But you don’t need to carry their words around like truth. People talk. Doesn’t mean they’re right."

I close my eyes enjoying the feeling of his touch. "I would love to travel. I've always wanted to escape this Pack, even for a little while," I breathe. I've never shared that with many people, so it feels good to express my interests. I've never felt this close to anyone. "Why don't we just go away now? Somewhere with a beach and beautiful water where we don't have to worry about anything for a couple days. Just each other," Thorran says, sitting up, suddenly excited. I smile slightly, letting the idea of having full alone time with Thorran without him having to be the Alpha sink in.

The scars from her last relationship were still fresh, and she wasn't ready to expose herself to that kind of pain again anytime soon. "I’ve always wanted to be a traveler, you know," Max said, bringing Chloe out of her imagination. "Just travel to every part of the world—" He chuckled. "I wonder if there’s such a job anywhere in the world." "I have a friend who travels for a living," Chloe responded. "Although not the kind that brings you to a forest or the wild. She visits hotels and public places and writes reviews about those places." Max whistled softly. "Sounds like fun."

Two Days Later "I can't believe we are going on this trip on our own. Do our parents really trust us enough!"Azrael says in excitement as we stand beside my dad's SUV. Yep,we are leaving to England to begun our adventure till school reopens. "Well I am here to protect you two"Hunter says kissing his muscles. We both need this trip more than ever,he broke up with his girlfriend, apparently she was lying about her identity all this while. We both need the healing.

She will not suffer the same faith as me. “I’m bored. I want to travel again, woman,” Alpha Raphael said all of a sudden. “Do you know someplace which is pleasing to my eyes? Somewhere where I will have some fun?” It was undeniable that he was a traveler. And as an alpha, he needed to balance work and pleasure. His Father was always stressed by his carefree attitude, not minding what the pack would be after he was gone. “The only thing I know is hell. Wanna go visit there, Master Raphael?” I was taunted.

“I’m not chasing you out. You don’t have to leave.” I rubbed my neck, my gaze drifting to the moon, my voice quiet. “Not trying to be selfish but I’ve got plans, Lucien. I want to see the world, travel with Alaric, run Fallenstar pack. Live a little. I’m not built to stay here, watching you two. You can have her back, fate dealt me out.”

He could think of only one thing. When a traveler was stripped of his traveling privileges, it was done privately, and their files were labeled “Secret”. This was done to protect the traveler from his enemies who might want to take advantage of the fact that he or she could no longer escape their wrath by jumping timelines. Most of the time, the demotion was permanent, but there were a few occasions through history where the traveler was reinstated for one reason or another. He swallowed hard as he stepped through the doorway. Was he about to be demoted?

Wanderer: Is that your ninth question? Annie: I think I want to leave the tenth one open. Maybe… for the right time. Wanderer: I could never hate you, Annie. Some connections exist just to remind us who we are… even if they don't last. And if this isn't our moment… that's okay. I'll keep what we had with fondness. Not bitterness. Wanderer: And who knows… maybe one day we'll run into each other out there. I'll take you out for artichoke and Sicilian lemon pizza—my favorite. Ninth question: what's yours?

-How about, if we give ourselves some time, maybe a relationship between us will work out, but you can't leave even if the investigation they were doing on you ends. I blushed a little when I heard that, it was too hasty, but I started to get my hopes up for her. [...] I returned to my room a little tired, the movements through different places left my body a little sick, besides the travel time from one place to another was quite heavy for me. Now I was a little calmer with the conversation with Casandra, at least I knew that she was a girl a little more relaxed, at first I thought she was a credulous person, but today I found out the opposite.