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11 - Greta“Sleeping arrangements don’t matter right now, Rookie. We have to get to work. I have a rough idea of where the attacking rogues are hiding out. Rory’s guys haven’t chased them too far past their borders out of fear of it being a trap. They aren’t equipped to handle an ambush right now.” I drop my bag by the tiny table in the kitchen area. As much as I will fight him on it, Finn was not too far off suggesting the cabin might have the toilet and the bed in the same space. It is tiny in here. I’m sure this cabin is built for one guy to stay overnight.I start digging for the map Gunner gave me. When I find it I dump my bag on the floor and spread the map out on the table. “You gonna join me or what?” I look over my shoulder and Finn is just watching. What he’s looking at is anyone’s guess, but he doesn’t seem to be in any hurry to help either. With all his talk about wanting to prove himself, he seems to not care now that he found a bed. Whatever.I look at the map G
Sorry for the absence. My whole house got sick, but my son just couldn't kick the usual flu/cold/slime that flows through the public school system this time of year. After 2 weeks of tests and negative results for basically everything, but still spiking high fevers every couple of days we finally figured out he had pneumonia. It has been a wild couple of weeks, but I think we are back on track. This is the first time in two weeks I have touched my laptop. I'm going to take my free time the next couple days to get caught up with Finn and Greta's story. I have missed them.
12 - GretaDamn, this guy is annoying. We have been walking for about forty-five minutes and he hasn’t said a thing to me. He was supposed to be explaining the terrain to me, not taking a leisurely stroll.“Finn!” I whisper yell. “What are you doing? We need a plan and to scout properly. Talk to me. What are we doing?” I take a quiet jog to catch up to him.“I am taking you to the part of the stream we used to collect water. I didn’t think you needed a play by play. There hasn’t been anyone traveling through here. I can smell that much. You can smell that much. We don’t need to discuss it.” He shrugs his shoulders and continues walking. “As a trained warrior, I assume you can make basic observations on your own.”I hold back a growl. “How many people were housed in the area you cleared? Did you have any specific paths you followed? How long were you here? We need to plan what we will do if we get separated or if we end up in a fight.”“That is probably something you should hav
13- FinnI switched out with Greta about two hours ago. It’s the middle of the night and she let me rest for a long time. It hit me too late, it’s because she’s a control freak. This girl cannot be more wound up. I am going to have to talk with Danny about ways to medicate her uptight ass. This is not the hard part. These rogues either aren’t who we are looking for and our information is bad, or they are onto the fact that Rory is looking into them and they are playing nice for now. I don’t know why she thinks we need a bulletpointed plan of every move we make before doing anything. She’s the definition of analysis paralysis. I don’t care how hot she is, she’s crazy and I have had enough of that to last me a lifetime.If it was just me, I would have done a sweep around the perimeter already to get a better idea of numbers. I know how to hide my scent and I’m not officially in a pack so even if they came across my scent they probably wouldn’t think anything of it. But, I can’t mid
14- GretaI have never seen anyone look at me the way Finn was. It’s like he was hungry and he wanted me for his last meal.“Well, he’s a guy, a very, very hot guy and you are a woman.”“Shut up.” I scold my wolf. “I wonder if he was telling the truth about not having women catch his eye for a long time.”“Maybe he’s bi! I’ve always wanted to try a three way!”“You are ridiculous!” I laugh at my wolf. “Besides, maybe him and Amy had a different kind of mate bond. She was able to sleep with anyone. The bond didn’t seem to affect her. Maybe he was the same. He could be lying just to get a piece while he’s out here on this mission.” The thought makes me feel sh*tty.“Nah, he was definitely looking at you like a snack.”“Greta!” Finn’s voice stops our debate. I look and he’s standing about twenty yards back. He shifts fast. “You want to take a look at this or just run laps?” He whispers, raising an eyebrow.My wolf rolls her eyes and he laughs at us, but we trot back over then shift
I will never say this out loud to Greta, but she was right going back to the cabin and letting off some steam away from people who I thought would at least have my back. I had to get my head on straight to be able to deal with the problem. We let them into our quiet little rogue pack and they turned our world upside down. I think that’s what pissed me off the most. I don’t really care if they like me or would come after me, but Amy and Janelle came into our pack and found Justin and I almost immediately. Neither of them wanted to be marked right away. I don’t know what Janelle’s excuses were, but Amy’s were all about gaining power. It was the prize at the end of her grand plans. She put it off every time I accomplished what she wanted. There was always another task to complete.I will also never tell Greta it was her I thought about while I let my body release all the pent up tension. It took very little imagination and an embarrassingly short time, but it worked. My wolf is right
16 - GretaThis is the biggest bunch of bullsh*t. I’m stuck in a f*cking net, hanging from a tree like a cartoon character. Who even uses a trap like this? “Finn! Stop playing with that asshole and get me down!”“Umpf.” Both guys hit the ground hard. Finn’s wolf just growls at me. It’s getting dark, but I can tell the difference between the two even though they are pretty evenly matched.I continue to scout. I can see others at the treeline waiting their turn, it’s too dark to count though. This is going to be a su*cide mission for Finn if I can’t get down. They are just going to wear him down, one fight at a time. I look up, there’s no way he’s going to be able to get me down like this. I’m going to have to climb the net, which was probably made to catch guys the size of Finn and Ryker. I’m swinging like a pendulum and tilted sideways. These assholes know what they are doing with this midevil trap, but I finally get to the closure of the net. My weight is too much for me to o
17 - FinnI take a deep breath in, my ribs are sore, but I can breathe. I can feel my legs and arms. I swear the toxin was taking over before I passed out from the blinding pain. I know I have a resistance to Claude’s toxin, but I also know how badly I was injured by Janelle and Justin’s guys. I shouldn’t be able to think let alone feel. I shouldn’t be alive. Assessing the rest of my body, there isn’t any more pain. I am aware of my body laying on something soft and I am very warm, but can’t seem to force my body to move.My eyes are glued shut for some reason, maybe I am still fighting off the toxin. Another deep breath and a sweet soft fragrance lulls me back into the darkness. Maybe I am dead or dying and the Goddess is making the trip back to her more comfortable. I let the sweet smell engulf me and allow the soft darkness to take over.“Should we wake them?” A deep voice stage whispers.“Nah, but make sure she knows that we know she’s a cuddler. That…she will never live down.”
24 - FinnI slide out of the SUV looking around. This feels like a trap, and yet none of the usual alarms are going off in my head. My wolf and I have established a decent radar for bad situations. Avoiding them is our top priority. I’m not sure what it is about Kennedy and Ryker, but I have not had one single instance of distrust with either of them the entire time we have been in the Dark Moon pack.“Greta! Finn!” I whip around to see Kennedy at the top of a ridiculously tall staircase. “Well, don’t just stand there, come on!” She waves us up excitedly.It’s almost strange to have someone excited to see me. Nan was it, as far as I can remember, other than the pups at Dark Moon. But, they are excited to see most people, so they don’t really count. I always have Sammy and some of the other guys. We fight side by side and hope each one makes it out alive. We have had to leave guys behind and move forward, move on to the next location. I couldn’t tell you where we laid those people to
23 - GretaI sit and stare at the door for a long while. There’s no sound on the other side. He’s not showering or anything, just waiting for me to leave. I should feel relieved. He told me to go and I wish I could make my body do just that, but I’m locked here in place, my wolf is willing him to come out. His wolf is blocking her and I can feel her heartbreak. Something’s changed and she’s hurting. Add it to the list of things for me to feel guilty about.I stand, frustrated, and take a deep breath of his lingering scent, then get an idea. I run my hands on the pillows and blankets. Anything soft in this room I touch. At the very least, maybe he will sleep okay tonight. I need to talk to Kennedy, this is something I don’t know how to navigate. I still don’t want a mate. It’s not fair to Finn that I am broken and can’t be fixed. I don’t like the idea of him hurting over it either._It has been weeks and FInn is nowhere in sight. I can feel him when he’s near, but he is avoiding m
22 - GretaI swore a long time ago that I would never relive those days ever again. Even Ryker doesn’t have the whole story. And now I have this massive guy using the mate bond against me. My wolf is ready to just spill her guts to this pretty boy and his wolf just for being so stubbornly sweet.“They can help us. They are already helping. This human is nothing like the rogues who took your pack.”“I know, I know. But it doesn’t make it easy. I haven’t talked about this in a long time. I don’t want the nightmares again. I just started sleeping well.”“You sleep better after you have been in close contact with him, you know that right? The last two days have been heaven.”I have to fight a growl at her. She’s not wrong, but I don’t want to admit I noticed the same thing. Even in the cave, he was able to wake me from a nightmare. No one has been able to do that, not even Ryker. It took seconds for me to recognize him. Normally those memories take hours to fade and I see shadows
21 - Finn“No, I can’t. Please.” She whispers to me trying to squirm out of my hold.“Stop.” I pull her face back to mine. “Look at me.”She opens her eyes and immediately starts to scan. I haven’t pulled her out of the elevator yet, but there is something she doesn’t want to see down here.“Stop looking for an exit. Look at me.” I slide my hands up like blinders.“I can’t, FInn. Please…” She trails off, finally looking into my eyes. “Please.” It’s barely a whisper. She rarely uses my name and she never begs.“Talk to me. You laid with me for two days. You made sure I came out of that battle. Let me help you with this one. Talk. To. Me.” I can feel her chest heaving against mine.“I can’t be down here, not again. I don’t do underground.”“Tell me why.” I try to pull us out of the elevator, but she locks her hands around my wrists and digs her heels in.“No!” Her body is afraid. But her eyes are sharp and determined. Something happened and muscle memory is kicking in. I can’t imagine
20 - FinnListening to Greta joke around with Grant should make me jealous. That was always the case with Amy. I hated every guy she talked to or smiled at. I never knew or trusted her motives. She would constantly check to see my reaction. After a while, I had nothing to give outwardly, but inside my wolf and I were dying. I don’t get any of that with these two in the front seat. They are friends and colleagues joking about nicknames they have been given. I have heard Kennedy call him Jeeves and he just smiles and lets her. It’s not for the same reaction I am looking for from Greta when I call her ma’am.She’s been quiet for a while, but snorting and huffing means she’s probably giving Ryker a run-down of what happened. She seems more relaxed thinking I am asleep and her voice wraps around me like silk without the harsh undertone she normally directs my way.“Bossman said meet him at the hospital. Kennedy is losing her mind over what happened to Finn and I want a sample of his
19 - GretaFinn jumps in the back seat, tilts his head back and closes his eyes. Welp, I guess we aren't talking on the ride home.“Greta, you can rest too. It’s been a long week for you and the drive is going to be…”“Don’t you dare finish that sentence.” I side eye Grant. “If you jinx us, I will harm you.”Grant rolls his eyes. “Yes, ma’am.”“Seriously? You too!”“What?!” He asks, not trying to hide his laugh.“You are not allowed to call me that, so knock it off.” I look out my window to hide my smirk. I don’t hate the title. I hate that Finn says it like it’s an insult.“You let Finn call you that.” My head whips over my left shoulder to make sure Finn is still sleeping.“Shh! I do not. He just doesn’t listen and it isn’t worth the fight.”“Sure, that’s what we’re gonna go with.”I smack his chest. “Since when are you so talkative? Don’t you normally just sit here all stoic and sh*t chauffeuring us around.”“I like to refer to it as defensive driving, ma’am. And, for your in, I
19 - GretaFinn jumps in the back seat, tilts his head back and closes his eyes. Welp, I guess we aren't talking on the ride home.“Greta, you can rest too. It’s been a long week for you and the drive is going to be…”“Don’t you dare finish that sentence.” I side eye Grant. “If you jinx us, I will harm you.”Grant rolls his eyes. “Yes, ma’am.”“Seriously? You too!”“What?!” He asks, not trying to hide his laugh.“You are not allowed to call me that, so knock it off.” I look out my window to hide my smirk. I don’t hate the title. I hate that Finn says it like it’s an insult.“You let Finn call you that.” My head whips over my left shoulder to make sure Finn is still sleeping.“Shh! I do not. He just doesn’t listen and it isn’t worth the fight.”“Sure, that’s what we’re gonna go with.”I smack his chest. “Since when are you so talkative? Don’t you normally just sit here all stoic and sh*t chauffeuring us around.”“I like to refer to it as defensive driving, ma’am. And, for your in, I
18 - GretaI can’t help looking over at Finn every few minutes. The last two days were scary and not much scares me anymore. My wolf was right and he needed me to heal and deal with the poison that was flowing in his body. My wolf took her time cleaning each and every wound on his body. There were over a hundred cuts and scrapes to take care of and we had to shift every twelve hours for her to lick them clean. The saliva would stop the bleeding for a while, but they would become a slow leak to handle again. Once we got the wounds to close completely we found that he would have a seizure if I stepped away from him. I was afraid to even go to the bathroom and neither of us ate much and I had to dribble water into his mouth to try to keep him hydrated.“Just ask, Princess. Stop staring at me like that.” His walk looks strong, but I have been around him long enough to see the small struggles he has moving.“You said you are not wanted, that no one wants or trusts you but Kennedy. Why do
17 - FinnI take a deep breath in, my ribs are sore, but I can breathe. I can feel my legs and arms. I swear the toxin was taking over before I passed out from the blinding pain. I know I have a resistance to Claude’s toxin, but I also know how badly I was injured by Janelle and Justin’s guys. I shouldn’t be able to think let alone feel. I shouldn’t be alive. Assessing the rest of my body, there isn’t any more pain. I am aware of my body laying on something soft and I am very warm, but can’t seem to force my body to move.My eyes are glued shut for some reason, maybe I am still fighting off the toxin. Another deep breath and a sweet soft fragrance lulls me back into the darkness. Maybe I am dead or dying and the Goddess is making the trip back to her more comfortable. I let the sweet smell engulf me and allow the soft darkness to take over.“Should we wake them?” A deep voice stage whispers.“Nah, but make sure she knows that we know she’s a cuddler. That…she will never live down.”