He is gone, isn’t he? Harley has had his life snatched away from him all because he was friends with me… I feel tears prickling in my eyes, while I see the doctor move a little closer to Harley’s parents. It feels like time has slowed down. Like it is moving in slow motion. A sense so horrendous I w
Office work was becoming repetitive for me today. But, I had already done the pack training and been out for a run, so I had delayed my paperwork for as long as I think I possibly could. Poor Eden was suffering terribly now with the later stages of pregnancy, so Caleb was having to tend to her a lit
“Well, we wanted to know from one pack to another, that it was appreciated. Always good to maintain pack relations.” He says with what I can only wonder is a fakeness to his tone. Something about this boy I do not like. I don’t know what it is. “And while the offer of employment is appreciated, espe
I stepped through the doors of the packhouse. Harley had not left my mind since I left the hospital, but I knew I must focus my mind, ready to speak to my Dad. I walked down the empty corridors my stomach already churning at the conversation I knew lay ahead. I turned down the corridor to my left wh
I watched my Dad as his fist flew toward the wall of his office as he raged in anger. I had literally just told him a portion of the things that had happened. The main thing being that Miles had rejected me. “Dad, please calm down!” I begged him, knowing I could not risk my Uncle, the Alpha, hearing
“I suppose a rogue attack could be logical, Bai.” He smiled sadly, and just as I was about to argue with him, he continued. “But we would have had some form of intruder warning if they had crossed the border and there was none. I would have known about it. It makes no sense. It is too coincidental.
I had been looking for this girl all day. She was like hunting for fucking gold. I thought I had found her when I got told by the doctors she had arrived at the hospital, but by the time I had got away from Miles and reached the hospital, Harley’s parents told me she had left. Telling them she neede
‘Well, you tell them it was a rogue attack. Do you hear me?’ he ordered, and even though my brother was not with me, the attempt at an Alpha order rippled over me. I may be of Alpha blood, but he has power over me, being the next in line. He was trying to make me do what he wanted. Trying to make me