Three months since the mine returned to the Silver Ridge Pack’s control. It’d been out of their hands for almost six months in total. The miners could finally return to the mine safely. Oddly, the Fae never returned to the region. Perhaps the Fae thought better of returning for some unknown reason? Either way, the pack now settled into their new way of life. Everyone lived more closely together and now grew closer to each other every day.
Kelly and Kyle focused on themselves and the things going on in the tavern. Making changes where needed to make life easier for the suddenly overflowing pack living and working under the tavern’s roof. Not everyone initially was a pack member, which meant there were strangers among them, but they were in the same position as the pack. They would come to find their places in the pack. It wasn’t smo
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Jessica-Lynawoke with a start. Someonebangedon her front door in the middle of the night. That was never a good thing. A quick check of herold alarmclocktold her it wasthreein the morning.Groaning,she climbed out of bedand crossed herone-roomcottage to the front door.
“It’s about time you are here.Explainyourself?You’re hereto plead your case.”The scowl on his face and impatient tone sent Jessie into what she called her survival mode.She’d sayanythinghe wanted to hear.So,this would end
Craig entered the dump of an officewhere Alrick waited for him. The place deservedto burnto the ground in his estimation. Who lived like this? What did this idiot do? Just party all the time?Craig had spent hours now just combing the region near theso-calledpackhouse.What he found were derelictand abandoned buildings.This pack had been on life support long beforetheir so-called Alpha died.
It was now well into the morning. Jessie helped many of the elders find their must-have items. Packing them up with as much respect as for them and their age. It was heartbreaking as she listened to stories they could not resist telling. It was a time before her father’s time as Alpha. They’d thrived here in that time. Jessie knew it was too late, but she hoped one day she might experience a similar story. One glare from Alrick told Jessie it would be a chilly day in hell. Every time she looked up; it was to see Alrick watching her. His expression looked made of stone, and he waited for a storm to hit. He never said a word to her. Though he responded to anyone else that approached him. Jes
Jessie stepped off the stairs, back onto the lawn. He said she wouldn’t get anything unless she worked for it. Might as well start now. She dragged herself to a vehicle and picked up a few bags she recognized. After a brief word with their elderly owner. She took them to where they went. Inside the house, Hazel stopped her for a moment. “Darling, you mind yourself. If you keep up like this, you’ll collapse again.” “There are jobs to do and I’m the one told to do them. You know how it is. There’s no rest for the wicked.” Jessie didn’t want to stop for long because if she did, she might break down. No one said she’d like her life or happy with
Alrick released her and let her escape for the time being. He was breathing like he’d taken the stairs at a run. Alrick adjusted the front of his jeans. He sat at his desk again. Alrick would take care of what was in his pants later. He grabbed his cellphone up off the desk where he’d dropped it when he’d first entered. Toying with it and sent out a few random texts. He was searching to get his mind off her. She infuriated and fascinated him. It was bothering him. Why was he so disturbed by her inaction? Why was he keeping her around? Alrick could smell her in the room. Even though she’d touched nothing. Her scent was on his very clothing. Ugh, he felt so tired. It was lunch, and he wanted to eat before sleeping. That’s when he got the brilliant idea.&nb
Craig found a moment to himself since the attack earlier in the evening. The clean-up and retrieval took much longer than expected. It would take weeks to repair the damage. Right now, he needed some sleep. Everyone's still tired from the fighting only days ago. The new pup and mother were asleep across the hall from him. The mom was gentle but timid, and it worried him. There’d been very few young women and fewer pups in the Iron Hill Pack. But they’d the same expression and mannerisms. They were all withdrawn and on autopilot. He wanted to take a run but didn't feel it. Their pack’s doctor was busy with the injured. He couldn’t come and visit the new mother and pup until the morning.&nbs
Alrick woke to a warm body in his arms. This was an unfamiliar experience. His previous encounters ended with either he or his partner leaving at the end. It confused him at first. Then Alrick remembered who was in his bed with him, and he realized it didn’t upset him in the least. She smelt like jasmine and honey.All warm and soft. He could become used to this. His body was responding in the most predictable way. Then he realized why he’d awakened. Someone was banging on his apartment door and now the warm body beside him was throwing herself from his bed with a scream of shock and dismay.She huddled in the corner of his room by the closet door.Sheshivered therein fear. He hated that smell. Sheneededto calm down.