Quinn watched as her father walked into her room, a tray with her dinner in his hands. “Here, I beg of you to eat it all.” “I’m not hungry, dad.” “Whether you are hungry or not, I want the plate empty.” He placed the tray on her bedside table. “And if you need anything else, just give me a shout.”
Zayd took a long, deep breath, smelling the air that wafted calmly around him. His wolf was on the edge these days, just like him, anxiety has slowly been eating away at its heart. It missed her, they both did…and perhaps that’s why he stood by the pack borders of the silver moon pack, looking past
Zayd closed the door behind him and reluctantly walked inside, stooping in front of her. “Quinn…little red, what’s wrong?” She looked down at him with eyes that were red with tears, rapidly shaking her head. “Why are you here?” “Quinn I…answer me first, what did she say to you? Why in heaven's nam
Zayd followed the scent of the fleeting omega, paws thundering against the earth. He wouldn’t let her get away, if he didn’t find her tonight, he would not return…his pride would not allow him to. Twisting into the woods, he bolted past the trees…he wasn’t anxious, he knew she hadn’t gotten far, he
Quinn looked at her father as he walked into her room, crying. “I’m sorry, Quinn.” He fell to his knees in front of the bed she laid on, and the door closed on its own accord behind him. “This is all my fault, I should’ve known, I should’ve done something. I-I just…I tried so hard not to believe it
“Don’t you want to hear it? Her punishment I mean?” Quinn looked back up at the podium, nodding once with an anxious gulp. “Y-Yes.” “Let’s wait then…” They both stopped by a tree on the meeting grounds, watching as Jeo walked back on forth on the stage, trying to figure out what would be a fittin
Zayd ran all through the night and only stopped when the sun broke past the darkness. He bent low enough for her to climb off his back, and then transformed into his human form. “Since you didn’t sleep at all, get some rest while I hunt something for us to eat.” “I’m not sleepy.” “Your eyes are dr
Quinn had promised to cook the meat, but then remembered there was no wood to catch fire, nor was there a knife to skin the deer. She sighed as she plopped back down against the grass, looking over at Zayd who was still asleep. How nice of him to have hunted food and not carry anything to cook it…