I shift in the center of the cabin, let my wolf brush by Leah, and then I head into the valley at a full-out run.

I’m not sure even the miles I roam tonight will be enough. I may have to hunt.

My wolf is nearly feral-he’s angry and volatile. A tangle of rage and passion. If I stayed in my human form, I would’ve done something dumb.

Like killing Leah’s father.

Or taking out some of my anger on her, for what she’d done.

But most of my anger-the real depth of my rage- is aimed only at myself.

I forced us into this situation.

I called Leah’s bluff and left her with no recourse other than to

sell herself.

And while I wanted my wife’s loyalty, no, I demanded it, there

is no real bond or loyalty at all, if it is coerced.

I hate that we have come to this.

And I don’t see any way to fix it.

Maybe I should’ve let her go and just let the chips fall where they will.

pack is vast and powerful, but in the last decade, my Alpha powers have surpassed his. Where we

old pack has grown lax. Instead of using the peace to build, they’ve partied

weakened their financial holdings-something I’ve taken advantage of.

been a fierce opponent, he’d begun

his Luna’s

he was so quick to get rid of

her eyes. Because Roberts didn’t just drown his sorrows or party to forget, his grief

these years later, he’s a fraction of what

could best Alpha Roberts

him and been done with

to let my temper cool, so

men are relaying one of my messages

wants to survive, if he wants to ensure

he’ll shut his mouth, take his punishment like an

to a

relegated to more

Tracks from a

of the river

of Leah, waiting in that

my wolf

wanted it from the first moment I brought the

into my baser urges.

Well, not

species.

So I run.

until my mouth. hangs open,

lungs.

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