I had been looking for this girl all day. She was like hunting for fucking gold. I thought I had found her when I got told by the doctors she had arrived at the hospital, but by the time I had got away from Miles and reached the hospital, Harley’s parents told me she had left. Telling them she needed some time because she was struggling.Struggling with what exactly I am not sure. I am sure as hell that his parents were struggling a whole lot more. Their son mauled by my older brother to within an inch of his life… not that they knew that part of the story… oh no. I was under strict orders to depict a tale of a rogue attack. Us having been on a run together and finding him. In truth, Miles would not tell me what he was doing there, likely running off his temper like he so often did. His temper was beyond control at the best of times. But, I had been out for my usual training run, and had caught the scent of blood.It wasn’t a small amount either, making me concerned, because neither

My Dad decided to walk back to the house with me, terrified for my safety after what had happened to Harley earlier, but I had yet to visit Harley at the hospital, so I had to inform my Dad the moment I was done visiting him. So, I walked through the doors of the ICU department, to be greeted by Harley's parents, embraced in one another’s arms outside the room where I was sure I had left them earlier with Harley. Why were they outside his room? Why were they not in there with their son? My head began to pound, as did my heart.My mind spun with the many possibilities. My Dad said he had spoken to the hospital… that everything was okay… even that Harley was in and out of consciousness… so why did this look like something had gone wrong? My heart clenched at the thought of losing Harley…I didn’t know if I should leave them in private. Maybe I should not be here right now… but as I was about to turn and walk away, Harley’s Dad looked up and caught sight of me. “Ah Bailey, you came back!

I felt my Dad’s hand settle in the center of my back as if to guide me to the house, though I can now also feel the presence of his wolf suddenly. Not to mention his anger rising at the abrupt arrival of Miles. He did not want to be seeing him right now. Not after everything he had just learned. This was not going to be pleasant…“Hi Uncle!” Miles greeted my Dad with such a fakeness, and my Dad raised his brows at me, before looking across toward Miles. Who seemed to believe everything was normal between them, though his fakeness truly got under my skin, especially after everything today. He was acting like he had done nothing wrong...“Good afternoon Miles. You look awfully run down. Have you had a busy day or something?” he asked, and I could sense the sarcasm in his tone, but I didn’t know if Miles had. “You should start taking better care of that wolf of yours, so he can take better care of you. It is all a little give and take, you know? I am sure your Dad has taught you this. B

I looked out through the eyes of my wolf, Zion, as his paws pounded along the undergrowth of the forest. Another report of a rogue gave me another opportunity to take my energy and anger out. Zion, once more deeply focused on hunting down the fucker who thought it was acceptable to overstep onto our lands… I was more than ready to allow him to take them down and punish them, like the ones before. Punish each and every rogue we could get our paws upon.Rogues are the reason I lost my Isla. And each and every rogue after her that crossed our border would be made to pay. This may be seen as irrational, but to me, it made perfect sense. Absolute sense. And that was always going to be my plan.‘No scent of rogues here.’ Zion tells me, sounding more than a little disappointed, and I have to say I am too.‘Try further along, maybe they went deeper into the pack.’ I suggested, getting off the report we had been sent. We needed this chance to burn off energy. Something to allow ourselves to ta

The drive so far had been long, my Dad had been quiet now the time for me to leave had arrived. I didn’t know if he was beginning to second-guess his decision, but irrelevant of that, I was not changing my mind, nor was I going back on the plan we had made. Morgan was still unaware of the plan we had made. After overhearing the snippet of her conversation with Miles, I had decided saying goodbye was not the best thing to do. She could mention my departure to the one person we did not want to know about my exit from our pack, and the whole plan would be destroyed.My mind was still reeling from the fact that my younger sister was involved with someone like Miles, in whatever way it may be. I did not stick around to listen any further to hear just how serious it had been between them. But, hearing what I had, told me all I needed to know. Morgan had always had a soft spot for our upcoming Alpha, as had so many of the young she-wolves within the pack. Seeing him as somewhat of a heartthro