All Chapters of Wolfborn: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

GINGER By the time nine o'clock had rolled around, Paige still wasn't home. I quickly shot her a text to make sure she was okay. I then showered, noting my skin did not take well to the sun at all and it would definitely be peeling soon, only adding to the injuries to my body that I'd need to cover. Pretty soon my only option was going to be a full-on burqa. I made sure to keep the water cool in order not to scald myself. I tried to put a bra on and found it painful when parts of it would touch the skin my bikini hadn't covered. It was becoming quite clear what a bad idea it was to go clubbing that night as I'd also have to cover my legs and arms. I hadn't thought this through fully. But I had already committed to go and didn't want to back out now. In the end, I pulled on some fishnet stockings, and wrapped a scarf creatively around my stitches, thinking maybe I could set a new trend, chuckling to myself. On top, I had on a pair of black shorts, and a long-sleeve blouse with loose

GINGER Tyce helped Lucy into the backseat, where she laid down, and the valet opened the passenger door for me so I could get in. Most of the way back to the pack was pretty quiet. Tyce played music on low and Lucy was soon passed out sleeping. As we pulled into the packhouse driveway, Tyce took my hand in his and asked, "Would you want to hang out a bit longer before I take you home?" I nodded. He gave me a big smile and said, "Great! Let me just get rid of Lucy. Wait here." Not long after, Tyce came out with a tired-looking Beta Luke. They opened the back door, and Beta Luke peaked into the car. "Alright, Lucy, let's go." "Lukey!" She stirred from the back. "How much did you drink?" He asked, scrunching his nose. "I was just having some fun, baby!" She replied, getting up and stumbling as she tried to climb out of the car. Luke easily caught her, pulling her up by her arms. Luke heaved a sigh. "Okay, let's go inside." I watched as he practically carried her back toward the pack

JASMINEWhen it was time to attend temple service, Lucy had finally recovered and made herself presentable. I was impressed with how well she'd managed to clean up from how she'd looked that morning. She had a cute summer dress on and her long blonde hair was freshly washed and glossy. Libby was dressed in a matching outfit. If I didn't know better, I'd think Lucy and Libby were the perfect mom and daughter duo—possibly Instagram influencers with a huge following.As a fun little surprise for after the service, I'd arranged an ice cream social with some of the other women that were heavily involved with the temple. Lucy reluctantly agreed to help out last minute. I assumed it had something to do with her talk with Luke. We got there early to begin setting everything up to make it easy to roll out once the surprise was announced. Lucy was shockingly helpful, working efficiently to pull everything together, likely well practiced from working in pastry for the past few years."Did you se

GINGERWe were all surprised when some of the ladies that were heavily involved with the temple wheeled out a buffet of large tubs of Ben & Jerry's ice cream and toppings, scoopers ready. Jasmine went up to the podium and announced that they were throwing an ice cream social for us. My whole family got in line, and I was delighted to see that they had a few fun flavors to choose from rather than just plain vanilla and chocolate. I got the Chunky Monkey and Paige got the Gimme S'more and we agreed to share so we could try each other's.They opened the back door, and soon everyone was spilling out into the garden. Paige and I took a seat on a bench and scooped out of each other's ice cream cups. I noted Heidi stayed close to our parents instead, which I was thankful for. She still boiled my blood every time I looked at her.After some time, Jasmine came by. I got up so she could sit."No, no, it's fine! I don't mind standing. Please sit." Jasmine waved her hand."You're too nice, Jaz."

GINGER When we arrived in Salem and finally parked, I stepped out of the car, taking a deep breath, readying myself. "Goddess, I feel sick," I whispered. "What was that?" Tyce asked. "Nothing," I replied. The ease I'd felt in the car had dissipated, and I was left feeling nauseous, my palms sweaty and my throat dry. I can do this, I can do this. Tyce took my hand in his and we walked toward the shop. I couldn't lie—his hand had an instant calming effect on me. "It's nice being able to hold your hand and not worry about who might see us." Tyce gave me such a sweet smile. "Now look who's hurting my teeth," I responded, but secretly loved it, my heart fluttering. I was dismayed to find Helena at the register when we made it inside the shop. Her eyes instantly fell on our hands. And something about it gave me so much satisfaction. Take that, bitch! He's mine! Mine. I kind of liked the ring of it. I'd never thought myself the possessive type, but Tyce had me feeling all sorts of way