I strolled through the rest of the pack while trying not to think of Miles. He was nothing if not persistent. I could think of no reason why he kept me here, other than the fact he gained some sick pleasure from seeing me suffer. And, the way he has changed in recent years, I would not be surprised if he had turned into some sort of masochist.I hated that things between Harley and I were likely now ruined. The way he had looked at me had hurt. He had believed the words coming from his upcoming Alpha. But, then who wouldn’t? He was the next Alpha. Most, if not all, would believe him. Why would they doubt him? He was the golden child of the pack. Ha. Little did they know the only thing golden about him was the reflection of his glowing satanic eyes.I knew I had been naïve to think there could be anything between Harley and I. Harley had a fated mate out there. He would have believed I did too. Obviously I knew better. But, I have been enjoying our time together. He made me feel good.

I hear my sister footsteps pounding up the stairs. Evidently she does not want to talk. And quite honestly, I have not got the energy to chase her. I wasn’t expecting to see her home. I was here to gather some things together so I could travel over to my fated mate’s pack, spend some time with her while she gathered her things together to come and move here with me. My fated mate. Seriously, meeting her for the first time today was like the ground had slipped out from under me. Like time had stopped.You hear tales of what meeting your fated mate was meant to be like, but meeting Gia was everything they described and more. Her eyes sparkled like precious gems, and damn, I thought my heart would beat right out of my chest! Don’t even get me started on the sparks from her touch…My wolf, Rory, was going crazy the moment we caught her scent. He was ready to scoop her up and take her home. Mark her and mate her there and then! We had been waiting for our fated mate for what seemed like et

My mind had been distracted all of the day. After seeing Bailey, I had gone to the gym, and took my anger out on the punch bags. But, it had not done what I had needed, not like it usually did. My wolf, Jet, enraged at the sense of distrust from one of his own pack needed to be allowed out. He needed the freedom of space and time to run. He enjoyed the thrill of hunting and taking his anger out on some innocent small prey. Making them suffer because of his wrath.And today was worse than normal. This warrior boy had truly gotten under both of our skin. I was the next leader. Yet that fool was questioning me and my words. He was questioning the things I was saying. Bailey was a nobody. She had always been, yet some small-time warrior was taking her word over the words of his next Alpha? The moment I had left the gym I had headed for the treeline, and stripped myself of my clothes. Placing them into some broken bark, ready to retrieve them when my anger had subsided enough. Though I dou

Office work was becoming repetitive for me today. But, I had already done the pack training and been out for a run, so I had delayed my paperwork for as long as I think I possibly could. Poor Eden was suffering terribly now with the later stages of pregnancy, so Caleb was having to tend to her a little more than we would have expected at this stage. So, additional duties have fallen to me. Not that I minded particularly much as it kept my mind busy. And, I have to admit, I found it somewhat amusing watching Eden give her mate holy hell for the slightest thing, because it seemed him making her pregnant meant he was somehow to blame now for every little thing that inconvenienced her, or simply irritated her. And watching Caleb trying to steer his way around the ticking timebomb that was his mate and wife was like a comedy show in itself...But additional paperwork was such a drag. After so long, numbers began to blend into one another. And I am sure they began to move about the page too

I watched my Dad as his fist flew toward the wall of his office as he raged in anger. I had literally just told him a portion of the things that had happened. The main thing being that Miles had rejected me. “Dad, please calm down!” I begged him, knowing I could not risk my Uncle, the Alpha, hearing and coming in. I did not want all of this to get out, not yet anyway.We needed to decide what should be done. We needed to decide what was the safest thing to do. I think the safer thing for Harley, as hard as it is for me to admit, is for him to stay away from me. I hate that he got hurt because of me, but the more I think about it, the more I know that that is what happened. Once I had finished speaking to my Dad, and before I went back to the hospital to see how Harley was, I planned to mindlink Miles to demand answers.“Bailey, he rejected his mate!” my Dad snapped. “That is not allowed for an Alpha! He hurt you, Bailey. My little girl!” he growls angrily, and again the irony hits me