I walked through the hallways of the pack house, it seemed quiet today, though most people would be in their family homes with it being weekend. I was relieved Gabe had forgiven me, I honestly didn’t think I deserved his forgiveness so easily. But hearing the things he said about how Lilah was strug
“I’m not sure how best to explain this Indie, but first please don’t think you’re in trouble” I glance at Dan “last night a few times it was mentioned you’d took Indie out to cheer her up, Lexi joked about her running away, she seemed a little quiet, then when Gabe took her home…..” “Is she ok?
Again? What did that mean? Was Gabe right? Had she done something before? I needed to know more I had to help this girl…… “Again?” I asked, trying to sound as calm as I could so not to freak her out, Dan rubbed his hand along Indie’s arm in reassurance as he nodded toward me as if to signal sh
The silence in the room was deafening, and while it was only for a minute or so it seemed to last for an eternity. I initially didn’t know what I was walking into, I was literally grabbing a coffee to try to wake myself up after hardly any sleep last night thanks to our night out and the antics that
How had Jake managed to work that out? I’d missed that completely but as soon as mentioned the comment from Lexi last night and the reference Indie made to Grayson’s son probably not being willing to let her leave it made sense! That why this dude was my Beta, despite about an hours sleep, and liter
“Thank you Indie, that can’t have been easy to tell us, look, you are part of our pack now, I know Lilah isn’t, but I could see how close you and her were….” I wanted to find a way to put this without sounding like it was for me I was doing this “ and the pain I saw in her eyes reminded me of the pa
I woke laid on the lumpy sofa in Indie’s living room, a cushion under my head. Talking of my head it was currently pounding like a full crescendo of cymbals going off…… I had definitely drunk far too much last night! Why do I let myself do this each time we go out? We always end up regretting it.
We look to Indie as she lifts her phone “ Hey Baby Doll!” She greets her friend. “Can I speak?” Gabe signals to Indie. Taking me back a bit, but considering how I’d been with him earlier I bite my tongue and let him carry on. Indie nods, putting her phone down, putting it on speaker “ Lil