Chapter Seventy Seven

Dark Moon:

She felt herself being lifted. She groaned a little confused at why something was wrapped around her. She felt a warmth radiating from the thing wrapped around her. It felt good against her skin. She went to curl into it. The feeling and warmth reminded her of Arkyn. She missed him so much. She went to nuzzle into the warmth thinking of Arkyn but then the scent hit her. It was wrong, it wasn’t Arkyn’s. She was so tired she had to fight to open her eyes. Jonah was holding her, cradling her to his chest, her legs drooped over one side of his arms and her head resting on his chest.

“Shh go back to sleep, it's ok. Where in my pack, you're safe.” Jonah said quietly to her.

Alice frowned trying to open her eyes to see where exactly they were. She shifted in his arms, it felt wrong being held by anyone but Arkyn. Lenore was growling inside of her.

‘Hey quit struggling. You're ok.” Jonah whispered to her, she felt the change in temperature as they entered somewhere.