Seducing My Ex's Father In Law

We got into Sampson's car and drove back to the pack... or what was left of the pack. They weren't joking; the entire pack was in ruins. The only thing left was the packhouse, which was surprisingly untouched. I spotted Gavin's gamma patrolling the area, and Greggor jumped out to join them. There were a couple of Sampson's gammas as well, and I feared that was all that was left.

My heart thudded against my chest, breaking with each thud. I had to choke back a sob as I looked at it all; it might have been a small pack, but it was a gorgeous one.

Because there was no pack, the planes that Taylor sent to us didn't bother using the launch pad at the air station. They landed directly in the center of the pack grounds, waiting for us to board.

We pulled into the packhouse and got out. Gavin was already on the phone with Taylor as we entered the packhouse. There was a group of packmates, most I recognized from my couple of weeks here. They all looked so sad and miserable. They were crying and hanging onto each other like their lives depended, because maybe it did.

Lucy went to join them, despite her own turmoil; she was trying hard to keep them calm and give them reassuring words. I admired her for that; she was a great Luna, and Sampson was lucky to have her by his side.

Gavin returned a few minutes later after he ended the phone call with Taylor.

"Let's get everyone on the planes," he told Sampson, who nodded in agreement.

"I need to pack some stuff," Lucy said, wrapping her arms around her body. Sampson nodded.

together. I don't want you out of my sight,"

and together, they disappeared up the spiral staircase to their

on his phone, with a crease between

everything okay?" I asked him, my voice coming out

spotted outside of the Silver Crescent pack," he told me, making my heart drop into my stomach. "There's no attack yet, but there might be in the near future. Rogue spotting is a

friends suffering the way that this pack had suffered, and a sense of dread felt upon me. I placed my hand on my belly; a protective instinct argued with

it safe to go back?"

told me, putting a hand on my shoulder. "I'm not going to let anything

didn't ease the

and Sampson were walking down the stairs with their bags, their gammas quickly taking them and bringing them

we are leaving the only home we've ever known," she whispered.

the calmness that played on his face showed me that he did