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“You are just as bad as I am.” I joked with him as he followed his parents out of our bedroom and to the cars. The funerals weren’t that far away, but with Justina and I being as pregnant as we were, driving would be easier. No one spoke the whole way. Instead, we looked out at the window. The car was driving incredibly slow, to make sure we didn’t hit anyone. Our pack lined the streets as each member slowly made their way to the burial site. The field that we were using was a special one. It is saved for only those who have died during battle and deserve the highest respect. As we got out, the wind had a cold bite to it. It felt good against my hot flashes I was experiencing. We made our way to the front. We lined chairs up front as the dead were laid on wooden slabs that were inches above the ground. A shallow grave was dug, allowing their bodies to become one with the earth, making a full circle. We waited until everyone had arrived before we started. The quiet sobs echoed acr
“So, your punishment is…” Jet stood up, but Colt had control of his body right now. “Ten lashes each and you both will be demoted in the pack’s ranks.” Samantha’s eyes widen as she looked at me. I felt helpless to help her, but her actions were her own. “Ivory?” “I’m sorry, Samantha. Hopefully, when this is all over and some time has passed, we can look at being friends again.” Jameson was able to finally catch his breath as I assumed the pain had subsided. “Will I be able to compete?” “Compete?” Samantha asked. “There will be a tournament for the position of Gamma. I do not just hand these positions out to anyone. You have to earn them.” Jet had gained back control of his body and sat back down. “And you want to compete? After all this?” Samantha looked shocked. Jameson looked torn. “Alpha?” He looked at Samantha for a second, then back at Jet. “Yes, you can compete.” “Jameson!” Samantha shrieked. Jameson looked at her with a sad look on his face. “You can’t be serious a
“Well, you had a couple different ideas on a few buildings, so I got with the contractor and figured out which would be the best fit for the space and what renovations would be needed. Off of that, I chose what would be the best financial decision. Obviously, there is the gym for the warriors. All new and improved and even a room for you to work on your abilities. The current gym will be set up for a non-warrior gym. This will give people who are not warriors a place to work out in.” “That’s awesome.” “This here is being transformed into a super supermarket. Like a Wal-mart but wolf version. We are calling it Ivory’s.” My jaw dropped at this. “Seriously?” I was so shocked I wasn’t sure how to respond. Brent skipped that question and kept going. I had a feeling he was more embarrassed than anything, but the blush in his cheeks gave it away. “This will be a counseling building. A place mates can go to seek help, individual needs or just anything, really.” My heart was swelling as h
“Ivory.” Jet reached over and shook my body. I had started using a maternity pillow to help me sleep. Although my favorite pillow was Jet, our body heat was giving me night sweats. “What?” My voice let him know just how annoyed I was that he woke me up. The sun that was shining through the curtains told me it was time to get up, but I didn’t want to. “We need to get up. Apparently, we have a delivery.” Oh! The baby stuff! “We don’t even have a place to put it all.” I was both excited and upset. “We can work on that as we open everything. The crib can stay in our room for a while anyway.” Jet was already up and headed towards the bathroom. When a pregnant person finds a comfortable spot, you don’t move her. So the fact that Jet was so excited about opening all the baby stuff was annoying. However, I wanted to see it all. Groaning, I used the momentum when rolling to help me get on my feet. There was still enough time that I knew my stomach was really going to grow, but my balan
My feet were never so thankful to be wearing something so comfortable. I couldn’t imagine wearing heels or flats even. Not that I was full on waddling like Justina, but I could tell I was starting to get a sway. Jet gave me his arm to use as we made our way to the field. Brent and Wade had not shown up yet but I knew they weren’t that far behind. All the seats were filled. As we made our way to the front, I noticed everyone had mixed emotions about today. The thing is, I couldn’t tell if it was anger at me or anger at Jameson. There were some people crying, and some even looked happy. Happy his spot was open or happy because they didn’t like him? I couldn’t tell. “So many different emotions.” I commented in the mind-link. We had found our seats and sat down. Jameson and Samantha were standing ten feet from each other, with a baggy t-shirt. Samantha looked both scared and pissed off. Jameson just looked ashamed. “They hadn’t heard the full story, but rumors get spread. From what I
“Are we ready to go?” I was pacing in our office as Jet was finishing up each item on the critical thinking test. It had been a full week and I haven’t done anything but sit around and wait. Wait to go into labor, wait for Jameson to heal and even just wait for this tournament. There were a total of a dozen names on the paper. One female and the rest were males. “I’m finishing it now.” Jet said, slightly annoyed, but his patience was endless with me recently. I knew I was being a handful, but it was hard to relax. Susan had managed to get all the laundry done and put away, but there hadn’t been any progress in making a nursery. So I am worried about the nursery and worried about this tournament. I might have a heart attack before this is over. “You need to breathe.” Wade was sitting on the couch, watching me with a smile on his face. The fact that he found this funny was frustrating. “I’ll… I’ll… I’ll set you on fire!” I finally spit out at him. “We could put that in the obstacl
“Alright, we have our rankings!” Jet said as he held up his paper. “What are they?” I asked. Jet had kept the names to himself and just wrote the score down by the person. “There are a few ties, but here it is.” He laid it out in front of us. My eyes instantly went to find Jameson. He scored a 25 out of 30. A huge relief washing through me as I kept looking down the line. 19… 22…13… 26 wait? What? It was Carol. She scored one higher than Jameson on the critical thinking test. On the bottom of the paper, there was a list of each name from top ranking to bottom. Carol- 26Jameson-25Spencer-22Leroy- 22Peter- 21Calvin- 21Mark- 19Ethan-19Tyler- 19Anthony- 17Beau-15Dalton-13 “Interesting.” Wade said as he studied it. “Oh, this isn’t good for me.” Sitting down, the panic feeling started creeping back up. “Don’t worry. Jameson excels at obstacle courses. Actually, Leroy might give him a run for his money tomorrow. Even give Carol a heart attack.” Jet said as he grabbed a th
Jet and I were angry as we exited our room. Not at each other, but the situation we were put in. I thought everything was behind us. We thought we could have a normal quiet life now with our pack and our child. Nope. Now we have to deal with this. What kind of toll is this going to take on me? On our child? “Whoa, that is some major aggression you both have today.” Susan said as we turned the corner into the foyer. Brent, Susan and Wade were waiting for us. I was a little surprised to see Susan. Ever since Megan was killed, she hasn’t come around much if it wasn’t about the baby. “Let’s get this over with.” Jet said as he kept walking past his family and towards the golf carts. Everyone had a surprised looks on their face as they watched him go and then turned and gave me a questioning look. “Later.” I said and followed him out, too. I couldn’t walk as fast, but I was happy to see Jet was waiting by the side of the cart to help me in. No one spoke as we made our awkward golf cart r