"Take this," Dylan says, handing me the additional blanket from his bag.I shake my head. "No it's alright. This one is enough."Elsa is next to us against the rocky outcrop already fast asleep. She is exhausted, I can tell by the look on her face as she sleeps. She hasn't spoken much our entire journey either. What we have put her through has to be a lot to process. Even though we have saved her from Grog's pack, Dylan and I both know that if they ever catch up with us we will all be dead."You sure?" Dylan asks with his arm still outstretched with the blanket."I'm sure. It's not that cold out here." I shift my blanket over my legs and arms. It is a good thing the weather is not problematic because even if it were any cooler, we can't light a fire. It will draw too much attention to us. There is nothing that sticks out more than a fire blazing in the darkness of the night. Elsa had consumed two apples and a granola bar right before she crashed and Dylan and I each had one granola ba
LOGAN “I knew from the very beginning that Dylan was a turncoat. Something kept telling me to kill him, but then I was hesitant." Grog says, seething with rage. He's angry with himself after we have established that Grace and Dylan are missing.I started having bad feelings when we waited for a very long time for Grace and she failed to show up. I started thinking, what if she doesn't come at all? What if she escapes? Right then Amelia came running to where Grog and I were seated, waiting for Grace so that the mating ceremony could start. Seeing her send shivers down my spine.“My goodness, she's gone." I whispered to myself. Amelia looked at me with eyes full of remorse, before whispering something to Grog's ears. The ever composed Grog listened carefully then dismissed Amelia and continued looking forward. I wanted to ask him what was happening when he looked at me and beckoned that I should follow him and now we are in his office. He's uncontrollable.“We need to pursue them, but n
LOGANI am badly wounded. The pursuit after Grace and that traitor Dylan has ended in disaster. I have witnessed as Grog himself died and most of our fighters. Then it has dawned on me that I shouldn't die. I should run. When the fighting gets fierce I flee from the battleground and run, or rather drag myself to the bushes. I can still see from a distance as Grog's fighters are annihilated. I have realized that I have been in the wrong for a very long time. I have done many wrong moves and maybe I am the cause of the death of all these courageous wolves. Maybe if it wasn't for my poor decisions I would still be Alpha at our pack. Why did I take Josephine from her mate? Why did I reject my own mate Grace? And after the rejection, why did I insist on having her back when I knew only too well that she was mated to another Alpha? Why did I even join Grog, knowing that he was a leader of a rogue pack?These are the millions of questions that flood my mind as I lay in pain in the woods. Th
It is on one of these boring days that I am lazing around in my room when my mother calls out at me, “Grace! Grace! Won't you be coming down?" I get off my bed and walk downstairs to the living room where I find them waiting for me. Wow! I had almost forgotten it was my birthday, but my dear parents hadn't. I glare at my parents and my younger brother across the breakfast table as they joyously sing happy birthday to me. The last thing a twenty-year-old college student who still lives at home with her parents wants to hear is them still singing happy birthday to her like they had every year since she was a child.It is bad enough that I still live under their roof but the fact they still treat me like a child makes it much worse. I have been itching to be independent for some time now but I just don't have the resources for it. Going to college doesn't leave much time for working, so with my part-time waitress job on the side, I am barely paying the bills I have now. Adding new ones j
My thoughts are cut off by my phone ringing giving me a bit of a fright. It always rings and vibrates unnecessarily loud and violently when it is on a hard surface and I hate that.I groan and pick it up from the table to see who is calling me. When the name flashes across my screen it only serves to irritate me further.What does he want? I am not due to work for another six hours. Something must have happened."Hey, John," I answer, hiding my annoyance."Grace, just the person I needed to talk to," He chuckles nervously.I sigh and roll up my eyes."Well, you got her."After a brief moment of silence he begins to speak."Someone bail on you again?" I ask, keeping my friendly tone. After all, he is still my boss and I need this job until after college to help keep me up.I hear a heavy sigh on the other end of the line before he replies. "Athena quit this morning.""Not another one," I groan.Lately, waitresses have been quitting left and right, and now one of the senior employees has
I have decided to concentrate on my job and ignore what had transpired, but with the passing days I find myself thinking of my mate often. All hopes I had of forgetting him are now gone and, I find myself unable to distract myself from thinking about him. I don't know why it is so hard for me. Right now, he is off planning some extravagant wedding with Josephine, while I sit here saddened by the thought of my mate mating with someone else.Yes, I have finally come to terms with what has happening to me. I have found my mate and that's all there was to it. I can't change it or do anything about it. I just have to accept it, he belongs to someone else.I try to ignore the urging of my wolf to go to him, and at times it is a bit overbearing. It is exhausting having her in my mind all time with no way to switch her off. I know she wouldn't give up until we have him.The only problem is that he doesn't know we exist. I'm not exactly sure what I am going to do about that either. Some parts
Later that evening I sit in the crowded club with my best friend Doreen next to me. She is busy chatting with some stranger. I know that he is human, but I don't know him personally. That tells me that she is only looking for a good time.She is smart when it comes to her mate. She doesn't want a serious relationship to avoid any future complication when she meets her mate. So in the mean time she decides to just have a little fun until that day finally comes.She is much more confident than me. This is her weekend routine and I am always just along for the ride. It beats sitting at home on the weekend doing nothing even if I did leave alone every night. I just want to loosen up a bit. I have no intentions of meeting anyone.That doesn't stop Doreen from trying to set me up though. If a guy she is interested in comes in with a friend she's always trying to set me up with them to make it easier on her.She never gives up.Just as I take a sip of my drink I notice someone leaning on the
Some days later and I have somehow managed to brush aside the issue of my mate Alpha Logan. I am seated at home watching TV with mum, but she isn't really watching. She takes the empty plate that sits in front of me and carries it to the sink. She has been cleaning all morning, and she is not about to stop now. I have a feeling she would have taken my plate whether I was done or not.You'd think she is expecting the president over for dinner with the way she is acting. There is not a part of this house that has been untouched by her. Well apart from my room of course. That is my responsibility.She is just washing up the rest of the dishes when dad finally makes his appearance.He has been going nonstop all day running errands for the Alpha and his father. I am starting to get worried about him, when does he ever rest?He looks so worn out. He seems to have aged five years since I last saw him. He desperately needs to rest."There you are." Mom smiles walking over to greet him. "Grace