I had chosen to drive with the rogues with me for a large portion of the journey, despite us all being fast in our wolf form, we didn’t have the resilience to maintain that speed for longer lengths of time, and a car was always going to be quicker. Plus, being in the car would keep us on the more li
But, I was not going to allow them or their calls and messages to stop me from fulfilling my goal. I was going to get to Bailey, and I would be returning her to the pack, making her my mate, the way fate had initially intended. Even if I had rejected her. I now needed her. She was suitable as my mat
I had worked tirelessly on the car. But nothing I did seemed to make a difference. Fuck knows what was wrong with it. I was increasingly aware of the rogues lingering, but I did nothing to anger them, knowing that with the number that were known to be in this area, I stood no hope of protecting the
Having spoken to Bailey, and heard her voice, I felt on top of the world. I knew she was on her way home to me. Things seemed to be good. I had spoken to Eden, and a formal place in the pack was guaranteed. Eden did not need much convincing, as Bailey was her new best friend. They got along so well,
‘Warriors.’ I sent out a general mindlink. ‘Bailey West, our teacher from Lotus Shadow Pack, who lives on pack, is out in the forest alongside the northern route to the nearby town. Rogues on her tail, likely to kidnap her for her former fated mate. All help needed to bring her back here. Now! Urgen
Hearing everything Asher had told me had shocked me. This poor girl had been through a lot. There had been slivers of information that Eden had accidentally mentioned, and then sworn me never to mention – she had never been the best at keeping secrets. But, my mate liked to talk about this new teach
His later nights within the office seemed to have been reduced, and now I cannot help but wonder if that was to give him time with the beautiful Bailey. After all, they were both residing in the packhouse together. Had they become close, and now he had allowed himself to open his heart to another, s
After what felt like far too long pacing the forest floor, our wolves pushing themselves to their very edge in a bid to find Bailey, we finally caught a scent. Zion was whimpering. Whimpering so loudly, saying he smelt her scent. Far too strong, along with blood. The scent was bringing him to the po