Seperation

*Tatum*

I stand in my old room, the one I was leaving before Russel’s untimely neck poke, rendering me unconscious. Maverick’s arms slide around me, his chest pressing into my back and his chin tucking into the crook of my neck as I relax into him. After everything, his embrace is still where I feel the safest.

“What happened to Russel?” I ask.

“I will have to ask Artemis,” he says. “He sure as shit won’t show his face here again now that everyone knows he is a traitor.”

“Traitor? Or just loyal to a different Alpha King?” I ask, turning to look up at him and the corner of his lip tips down.

“They are the same thing in this pack, Tatum.” he says softly and I can feel a little of my hope slipping away.

Our last potential option is Maverick going rogue and hopefully being welcomed into Alpha Kit’s kingdom. But how would he handle that? Truly? As someone who not only respects but is friends with the very Alpha, he protects.

Would he grow to resent me for his actions? And what if Kit doe