The Second chance at love
s though it was being p
d around aimlessly - but by the time I finally started thinking of returning to the p
the past four years - it did not look as though it had missed me. It sim
he face. Raymond stood at the entrance of the pack house and for
them when they started spending too much time together but I had allowed my naivety fooled me in
. See where the t
dy ached from all the running and walking I did in the woods. Transformin
ing around naked." He said and dumped the
enough to stir the slumbering wolf inside of me. She
fool. You never told
hink you need anyone to tell you that was what you did wrong." Tasha spat, sudde
an mother? I have held this pack together for three years!" Again, those damned t
further, Letitia. Put on the clothes before someone sees you and
ond in the presence of your entire pack. I'm sur
gh remained a blank mask, still I had the satisfaction of knowing that he still felt some
r something to him. He did not turn around when he spoke the final words. "Actually, it is nothi
n. He was gone before I could clap back with my own words. I collapsed
road. I feared that if I spent one more day in that pack, I woul
was severed just as my bond to Raymond. I realized this several hours after
ister. To me, that was all the fam
ned. I ignored her. I was not ready for her bitchy attitude. She
jection was not everything that would happen today. Something else would
jection had
el where I was hiding at and was now standing in front o
mediately and strode towards the club entrance. The bouncers barely glanced at me as I slipped past them and I
finally regained footing. It took everything within me not t
by so many of them in one place – scrunching up my nose, I pushed through the slithe
smelt the stench. After about two hours, the smell was not all that noticeable
uman af
these years. It was simply because of the side of me tha
ost count of how many glasses I had drunk and took another sip. I
away and live tonight like it was g
or one
Raymond and the inces
king myself to stupor? I would not think of that ungrateful son of a... Why couldn't I think the wo
was wallowing in stupidity – or perhaps it was the need to lose myself