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As they reached the electric fence, Matt slowed down. He stopped next to an intercom and dialled. No one answered, but the gate was opened for them. They were officially leaving Blood Moon Territory and heading into Wildwood Lands.The sun had set and Matt was still driving down the dirt road. He was on familiar territory now, but he wasn't sure whether it was safe. If Silver Pine scouts had been dispatched to the Blood Moon Pack, they could have been dispatched to the Wildwood Pack too. "I feel like this would have been so much easier in wolf form," Matt grumbled, his tone bordering on annoyed. "You know Camden would have wrecked her ankle all over again. She needs to take it easy for the next while still. We can't expect her to keep up with us." Clayton said, looking back at Camden as she slept peacefully in the back seat. "I know you're right," Matt replied, "It's just annoying."Silence descended on them for a long while before Clayton asked, "What do you think happened to her out

"What if we get caught?" Camden whispered into Clayton's ear as they walked through the bustling airport terminal. Clayton, feeling her anxiety, reassured her, "We aren't doing anything illegal. Except your ID and passport are fake. We obviously didn't have your real ones..." he admitted. "What?!" Camden gasped, her eyes widening in surprise. "It's fine," Clayton quickly reassured her. "They're really good fakes. You'll be fine. Now smile," he instructed, firmly squeezing one of her thighs as it was wrapped around his waist. "People are less likely to be suspicious if you look happy," he reminded her, giving her a comforting smile.Approaching the ticket counter, Camden let Clayton take the lead in all interactions. She playfully nuzzled into his neck, maintaining an affectionate display while keeping her smile radiant. Clayton turned his head frequently, checking on her over his shoulder, allowing her to sneak kisses on his cheek during those glances. Matt, observing their exchange,

Clayton sat up in his bed, a victorious smirk forming on his face, as he heard Camden's call from the other room. "You need me?" he responded as he ambled into her room, pretending to be surprised. "I do," Camden replied, her annoyance and defeat apparent in her voice. "There isn't a bath in this hotel room..." she trailed off. Clayton played along, feigning disappointment. "Really? That's a shame," he replied, maintaining the charade. He wasn't going to make it easy for her. "Could you help me into the shower?" she asked hopefully. He looked at her thoughtfully for a moment, considering how to respond to her request after the argument they had had only minutes earlier. Frustrated, Camden sighed, no longer in the mood for games. "Never mind," she said irritably. "I'll just ask Matt," she added. Clayton's quick response revealed his true intentions. "No, no!" he interjected hastily, not wanting Matt to assist her with such an intimate task. "Of course, I'll help you," he agreed. "Thank

Clayton's heart raced as he absorbed Camden's words, realizing the depth of her fear and longing. It pained him to hear how much she wanted Matt, but his spirits lifted when he grasped the underlying truth: she didn't want to lose him. He couldn't help but hope that their love could prevail despite the challenges they faced. Determined to mend their fractured bond, Clayton decided to confront the issue head-on. "You're scared I'm going to hurt you again. You're scared I'm going to let you down," he stated, the words laced with both vulnerability and determination. Camden's eyes glistened with unshed tears as she met his gaze and nodded. Acknowledging her fears, Clayton mirrored her nod, understanding the weight of her worries. "We've discussed this before, Cam. Back at the medical center," he recalled, his voice heavy with regret. "I don't know how to make you trust me or believe in me again. All I have is my word, and I understand that it doesn't mean shit to you right now," he confe

Camden sat on the edge of her bed, her face buried in her hands, feeling a whirlwind of emotions. Embarrassment and frustration washed over her as she replayed the impulsive kiss with Clayton in her mind. She had kissed him. Against her better judgment, and despite all the complications and challenges they were facing, she had kissed him. Her resolve was weakening, and it seemed that the mate bond had a hold on her that was stronger than her own will. She couldn't deny the longing and desire she still felt for him, but as far as she was concerned, he still needed to earn her forgiveness before she could give in to that longing and those desires.Clayton emerged from the room he shared with Matt, ready for the day ahead. He turned to Matt, who was still engrossed in the TV. "Has she come out yet?" Clayton asked, wondering where Camden was. "No, but I wish she would hurry. I'm starving!" Matt yelled out, hoping she would hear him as his impatience mounted. "Wait with her, I need to go a