Eli looks past me at Amber. “Is there someone we should call, someone that may be looking for you so we can let them know you’re safe.” She shakes her head. “No, thank you Alpha, but there is no one.” I can feel Eli’s confusion through the bond. How does this woman have a brand new baby if there i
“What are your plans for today, Grace?” I ask as we finish our food. “I want to get the computer set up for the kitchens and packhouse.” She stops, turning to me. “Did you get them out of the car yesterday, or were you interrupted.” “They must still be in the car.” I look up at Noah. “You didn’t g
I’m glad Eli talked to Carlos. It was obvious that Amber was miserable, and it was because her mate wouldn’t speak to her. I don’t know how things will go, but at least there will be a conversation. As I walk back into the kitchen, I clap my hands. “Okay, who knows how to use a computer.” Only one
“Do you happen to know anything about working in a kitchen or computers?” I ask her, jokingly. “Yes, actually. I worked as the scheduler for our kitchen staff before I left my pack.” She says. I make a note that she ‘left’ her pack, not that she was taken by hunters. Another person mistreated by he
The rest of the day goes by, and I’m exhausted by the time I head back to our room. Carlos found the carpenter and asked him to build a crib. Apparently, the carpenter was so excited he said he’d build him a bassinet as well. I was happy to see him being more affectionate with Amber at dinner and wa
The memories that come when I see the place where Clint and Donovan died is nothing compared to the flood of memories that start when I see Angel and Alessia. But the dam breaks when I see Cara and Artemis. I don’t know what it is about her, maybe because Artemis is the daughter of my Guardian spiri
“I’m here to tell you, they’re real and they’re awful.” Angel says, walking in. She leans down, hugging Cara, then me before taking the seat across from me. Rik sits on Cara’s other side and Eli and Liam sit in between me and Angel. We are able to order our lunch from several different options. I l
I can feel the impact that Liam and Rik’s news has on Grace. It’s one thing to assume and another to find out you were correct. I pull her face to me, leaning into her. “Are you okay, baby?” She just nods, a single tear sliding down her cheek. My sweet mate has had so much thrown at her in such a s