All Chapters of The Commander's Match: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Gemma Early the next morning she took a quick shower before dressing in the new clothes that fit surprisingly well, considering that Charlie had not asked her sizes. They ate the croissants for breakfast and then headed off. Charlie was still being the gentleman and holding his arm out to her, which she accepted, and Wade still glancing around like he expected danger to come at them any moment. Charlie and Wade insisted that to throw off their followers they should take random streets so they did not know which way they were going. Gemma knew better than to disagree, since they obviously have more experience evading asshole wolves than she did. They finally reached the train station by midafternoon and Charlie again insisted on buying the tickets while she and Wade waited outside the station. Charlie returned soon after with a smile and said they had about two hours to wait for the next train. “Let’s find some place to eat lunch? I need to make an urgent phone call.” She sugg

GemmaShe looked up at Charlie and realized the time had come to play open cards with them, especially if they had no intention of going their separate ways.  So she took a deep breath and started with the sad story of her life, sometimes through tears and sometimes with anger for what the wolves had done to her.  By the time she was done, Wade stared at her like she’d grown a second head and then gave a slow grin and Charlie chuckled.“Let me get this straight.  You managed to create a coup on the pack without a single act of violence?  This is priceless!”  Charlie cooed with delight.Wade scratched behind his ear for a moment; it seemed to be his way of showing that he had something important on his mind.  “A...Gem, you won and lost, there.”  He finally grunted out.“What do you mean?”  She asked with a frown of confusion.“The owner of the pack lands is the a

GemmaWhen she woke up again, she felt much better, aside from the fact that she had a headache and had to pee really urgently.  Nonetheless, she sat up gingerly, unwilling to have the same happen as the last time she woke up.“Whoa, where do you think you’re going?”  Grant spoke up from the chair next to the bed.  He sounded sleepy and when she glanced at him she realized that he’d fallen asleep in the chair next to her bed.“I need to pee!”  She squeaked urgently as she threw her legs over the side of the bed, only to find Grant standing ready to catch her.  “I’m fine…”  She retorted indignantly.“You forget I picked you up the last time you woke up.  You scared the crap out of me.”  He answered in a voice so sincere, she stopped and stared for a moment, but then remembered that she had to pee like yesterday.He caught her arm and guid

GemmaShe had just finished talking to her lawyer about confirming her survival and getting in touch with the commander to arrange a meeting to discuss the pack transfer, when Wade stepped out of the bathroom.  He had clearly showered, but he still had the same clothes on, since they had not managed to get him another set of clothes.  She had no idea what had become of their extra clothes and her handbag.She glanced him over where she sat in her office chair, narrowing her eyes with interest.  Wade tilted his head at her with curiosity, his wild eyes seeming amused at her expression.  “We need to fix this…”  She muttered as she came to her feet, Charlie raising his eyebrow at her with his own attention, now that he had returned suspiciously fast from a hunt.“Whatever do you mean?”  Charlie asked with curiosity.“He just took a shower and he had to dress in the same dirty clothes.  A

GemmaBy the afternoon the two wolves that had come to ask if she would teach them how to cut hair were doing so well that she was sitting back with Charlie and Wade, watching them work.  She was rather proud of them; they caught on so quickly, she was sure they would soon find themselves enough work that they could open their own little shop together.Once she was free of these wolves, she was considering doing the same, far away from any other wolves that might consider kidnapping her for their own gain once more.While she was watching the wolves cut hair, she noticed a luxury car roll calmly into the yard and stopping in front of the big house, which she had recently learned was the pack house.A well-dressed man stepped out of the driver’s side and buttoned the two buttons of his jacket as he glanced round with interest.  Grant stepped out to meet him and they shook hands, but even from here, she could see their smiles were not sincer