84. Her Name

ROYCE.

Twenty minutes later, I’m waiting on the bridge where I had asked Quade to meet me. I’ve pulled my hood up. Although I chose a location that is far from the pack, I still need to be careful.

The occasional car driving past or the sound of sirens in the distance fills the air, but there’s a clear lack of life around.

I glance at the sky, it’s going to rain again, the clouds mask the moon.

It's a full moon tonight… I love it when it's a full moon, shame it's hidden behind the clouds.

The ground is already wet from the sudden downpour that had occured on my way here. Typical British weather.

The sound of footsteps makes me look up and I know from his smell it’s the Beta.

It is him. His hair is almost fully grey, his brown eyes full of concern as he approaches, his hands tucked into the pockets of his chesterfield coat.

“Good evening Alpha Royce, is everything alright? I won’t deny I have been worried when you wanted to meet here.” Quade says.

“Good evening Beta.” I respon