Chapter 32: Emlyn

Cayd drove me to Safe Haven. I’d never put much thought into the name of our pack. I know my parents came up with the name and that it’s a place where anyone that needs a safe place to live can come and be welcomed. But, as a kid, it was just our pack’s name.

Now, as we cross onto my brother’s pack lands, I recognize the poignancy of the name. Here I am, running from a place where I can’t live any longer. And, of course, my brother welcomes me with open arms, just like he does with every other supernatural that requests sanctuary.

I feel a tear roll down my cheek. I don’t even belong to a pack right now. I know my brother will rectify that quickly, but currently I’m a rogue. I rejected Richie as my Alpha and until I’m accepted into a pack, I’m packless. I don’t know if it’s the emptiness caused by rejecting Richie, or the loneliness of being a packless wolf, but either way I feel so lonely that all I want to do us curl up and die.

I’m beginning to understand why rejected mates just