Chapter 113 | Trail

Hendrix

I need to apologize to Harper.

It’s been a few days, plenty of time for both of us to cool down and to try and figure out if we like this pack regardless of the other one’s opinion. I don’t mind the pack, it’s not hard getting adjusted to a pack lifestyle again. It’s like riding a bike, getting back into trainings and being around other wolves comes naturally for me.

Has it been an easy adjustment for her? I haven’t seen her often, and normally when I do it’s from afar.

I go searching for her, but she’s not in the house, she wasn’t on the trail when I went… where could she have gone off to?

Sweat beads on my forehead and the back of my neck. Fear grips my heart as memories of our past haunt me. I see MJ walk out of the pack house and I walk towards her, I’ve seen her and Harper together a few times over the past few days. Perhaps she knows where she is.

I call her name, “MJ!”

She turns to look at me, her dirty blonde hair is pulled back in a high ponytail, she doesn’t wear any