Chapter Seventy-Four

A protective mate

Rory left the Saunders pack immediately, he didn’t even say goodbye which hurt slightly. We had just been through a battle with witches together and he was giving me the blank treatment.

I know it wasn’t aimed at me, that he was battling his own issues regarding his mate…but I had hoped he would know he could come to me for help.

Lance was keen to return to the Santos pack immediately. To check on the security and also call an emergency meeting with the reformed witches council.

If they had exiled Fiona and Flint…what did that mean exactly? Would they still be trying to find them, to make them accountable for their crimes or as long as they stayed away they would get a chance of a clean slate. That didn’t seem fair somehow and I would fight for us to hunt them down.

“What was that about with Rory?” Lance asks me from the front of the car. I was sat in the middle of both Lex and Leona, who were presently safely secured in their car seats while Lance sat in front w