Welcome Home Mate

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e out of the taxi window

ack, the Blue Shadow Moon

come home after a year, but I didn’t want to return.

rience. The training was intense, but I excelled at the top of the class. The alpha had every member train at

my thoughts, and the taxi takes the turn towar

sigh; this is goin

I never have. I always call him Alexander, as I know it pisses him off. He’s my brother’s b

dmit, everyone wants their mate to be a virgin, but I didn’t wait. I knew whoever I ended up with had probably been with other people, and I don’t like the stereotypes where they have to wait for their soul

ged when he hit thirteen, and he had his first girlfriend, who happened to be the worst; she picked on me like there was no tomorrow. She was evil. When I left, I was happy to learn that they had broken up and

once a month to check on us. My father was heartbroken when she died. I never wanted to suffer like that, and

t there and then. Alexander never gave me a real reason except one that a thirteen-year-old would take seriously, but he also left

on’t know what he looks like now, as I never added him to my social media accounts. But I feel he has been stalkin

look at the place; it hasn’t changed since I left. It’s like a hotel to most people, but most pack members who

ouse was the same as it was when I left. But it looks like my father has placed more flowers in the flower

looked around, but there was no one in sight. I walked around the cab

, as he never talked to me, which I liked as I was nervous about coming back. But judging fro

back into the ta

p but stand

nervous about

” says Bex, my

o figure out whether this is a

to come back; we trained hard, and n

for the last year, but I’m st

e might have two,”

I have to have the horn

I like men an

ering the last

to. I have kissed a girl, and as Katy Perry stated, she liked it. I can tick

s at the house, “Nothing

t’s get this over w

back slightly but

front door and

h a big smile on his face. “ROXIE,” he shouted as he pulled me into a hug.

e his scent, pine tree

in my head as the

were coming later on,” he says as he bends down and gra

I can’t help the groan

” he says as he turns around to face me. He places my bag on the couch, “I know we face time and emai

sleep. Have you ever been on three different types of transport? Two of them had a screaming baby and one annoying pass

uld have liked to see B