All Chapters of Claiming The Pack (Mated To The Night Book 2: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“That’s terrible!” I shouldn’t have laughed at young Night and his arachnophobia, but the way he told it, I couldn’t help the giggles. It was no wonder that he and Dom were so close. They’d grown up attached at the hip. “I’m sure you’re not still terrified of the creepy crawlies,” I said. “How did you get over your fear?”“That’s the worst part. Dom’s torture did help me…kind of. I knew the only way to get him to stop was if I stopped reacting to it. At first, I pretended I wasn’t afraid of them anymore, but at some point, the fear actually disappeared. And then he found other ways to fuck with me.”“I guess it all worked out for the better, then.” I rolled onto my back and looked up at the white ceiling. “When I was growing up, my mom was my number-one fan. She was always supportive of me and told me I could do and be anything I wanted…but the one thing she couldn’t support was my dream of being a singer. Apparently, whenever I opened my mouth to sing, I yowled like a cat being elect

Their minds were made up, and I had no real power to go against them. It occurred to me, too, that this was how Night had been forced to kowtow to his council’s demands. I thought I’d understood what he meant about making hard decisions, but now that I was sitting in the hot seat, I understood the tough position he was in a hell of a lot better. This really, really sucked.But I still had my voice. “I want to make it clear that I think your reasons for voting me out early lack any validity considering the already short length of my term and the climate I was brought into. But you all have made a decision and voted unanimously on it. I have no choice but to accept what you have decided.”Colby cleared his throat again. “Your words have been…um, noted, Alpha Hunter.”“Good.”Grant, recovered from his earlier incredulity, resumed control of the meeting. “I’m sure you’ll be happy to know that we have worked through the details of the challenge ceremony. On the day of the challenge, we wil

“I guess that’s something you won’t know until it’s staring you in the face, you know? But in the end, it doesn’t matter. Between you and me and everyone else who cares about us, Bryn is protected and supported. We’re not going to let anything happen to her or the baby.”There was resolve in his voice as he spoke. He hadn’t sounded that fired up in a while. Dom was already protective of Bryn, but now that he knew they were blood, his drive to keep her safe must have increased. I couldn’t be happier about that. He was a powerful wolf, and I knew if something happened to me, he would keep Bryn and our pup safe and loved. I had no intention of dying anytime soon, but my beta made me feel more secure.Dom and I watched the training a while longer, and my gaze wandered to Xavier and Lance again.“Any new intel on those two?” I asked.“I’ve got something on Xavier. He has a bad right knee. If you watch him long enough, you’ll see he eventually favors his left leg and overcompensates for it.

“Have you considered that you might have just gotten lucky?” he asked. “You’re alive today, true, but that doesn’t mean you’ll keep succeeding. You’re making a huge mistake if you think the wolves in this pack won’t turn against you and your mate the minute they have the chance.”“Night is going to be the next alpha. They won’t have a choice but to listen to him.”“It’s never that simple, Bryn. And if your mate is telling you that, he’s either lying to you, or he’s an even bigger idiot than he looks.”My temper spiked again, and my wolf seethed within me. But I caught myself before I exploded again.“If anyone is lying, it’s you. After all, no one knows anything about you. Someone who’s being truthful wouldn’t need to keep so many secrets.”He let out a brief chuckle. “You’ll know who I am when it’s time, but until then, you really should listen to my advice. I say it with your safety and the safety of that little wolf in mind.” He turned from me and started walking away.“Sure you do

We stood, watching the sunset a bit longer before I led her away. The other two rooms were smaller. Both were big enough for guests to stay over if we wanted…but one would work well as a nursery.Bryn’s eyes went round the moment we went into the third bedroom. It was across from the master bedroom and had the same spectacular view of the skyline. She stepped into the room, the floor creaking under her. I reached for her, but she steadied herself right away. If she noticed the way the floor had dipped slightly, she didn’t seem to care.“This one,” she said, looking from corner to corner. “This would be amazing for the baby. I could put a bookshelf there and fill it with all the baby’s favorites, and put a rocking chair under the window. The crib could go opposite that, and maybe a changing table here.”I leaned against the door frame, watching her plan everything. I knew she’d had something of a mental block when it came to designing the space where the baby would stay, and it was suc