All Chapters of The Unchosen Mate: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

LeilaI left my father’s office feeling a bit better, but knowing that I wasn’t exactly being honest with either of my parents. I told my mother that I would be honest with my father about Justin, but sitting across from him in his office didn’t make it easy. Although, I was surprised to see what he had agreed to; I could run patrol and I wouldn’t have to run it with Justin, Gowan, or anyone else from the Chiyad pack. That was a relief--though a part of it stung. I had first started my patrol with many of the pack members I was now turning my back on. My stomach sank at the thought. I wasn’t really a member of the Aperture Pack, but was I still a member of the Chiyad pack? The thought made my skin crawl.I pulled out my phone as I walked down the hall, dialing my mother. She picked up on the first ring.&ldq

Pack infirmary Perrin “Hi Lorrie.” “Ethan’s asleep, Perrin.” “Oh I know. I’m here to check in as a patient.” I tried to channel my most dazzling, Ethan-esque smile.  Lorrie took off her glasses and put her fingers to her temples, squeezing her eyes shut. “Perrin, please. This is making you look desperate.” I raised the hem of my shirt to expose the bruising visible across my abs. “Nope. Just here to check in.” Her eyes popped as she scanned my abs. “Oh my Goddess! You weren’t kidding.” “Nope. Do I need to take a seat or can you send me right back?”

Pack infirmaryPerrinWe were both breathing hard, the smell of sex permeating the room. She was laid out face-down on the patient bed, legs spread before me, the perfection of her glistening body on full display.I was panting, partially from cumming and partially because those final thrusts had caused a burst of pain in my side. But I couldn’t help but smile. Her ponytail askew, her entire body flushed pink--all because of me, was completely mesmerizing. How had I ever let her get away?I pulled out of her, leaning across the patient table to a stand with medical supplies. I grabbed a towel and wiped off, handing her a second.I turned to give her privacy, though the intimacy of that was laughable. I had been balls deep in her mom

Pack House Conference RoomLeila“Let’s change the subject, shall we?” said Lester. “Please.” I responded, slightly relieved. He tapped the recorder again.“Seeing as your eighteenth birthday is coming up, where do you see yourself finding a role within the pack?”“Are you asking me, ‘which pack?’” I asked flatly, annoyed with the word play.“No, Leila. I’m just simply wondering where your career trajectory is taking you.”“Oh!” I replied, feeling stupid. Maybe he wasn’t trying to trick me. “Well, I really love pack lore and pack histor

LoBuzzing, I didn’t even bother heading back up to my room. I grabbed the car keys out of my tote bag as I left the conference room and strode confidently across the lobby. I knew that I had crushed the end of that interview. I was so proud of myself. Everything had gone exactly as planned. And I had positioned myself perfectly; with such an ambiguous answer, Lester was left wondering exactly what I had meant by my answer. I grinned to myself. And so would his readers.**“How are you today, Lorrie?”She looked up at me, freckles pale under the fluorescent lights. “Well today. And thank you for asking.”“Checking