Fate betrayal
A Promise
A P
t be a pawn again,
h the necessities: clothing, a concealed cash hoard in my drawer, and the silver blade I had taken from th
ip was unshakable. I was weak and blinded by it. However, it w
r ag
Pack was the gro
as the Moonshine Pack had their welcoming feast. It would be simple to go away unde
d when I saw him downstairs, his wolf-like grin around its victim. I was cr
y smell, reminiscent of smoke and cedar, clung
"Stop it." He is a liar and a k
ed by a knoc
e you coming? I'm already getting the stink
age on the bed. I was not yet ab
effort to sound st
tered through the door. Her eyebrows knitted t
look pale." "Are yo
d, claiming, "I'm okay."
all. My stomach growled as the scent of warm bread and roasting meat wafted through the
aw him, I
d at me like a magnet. I stumbled and balled my fists,
the Moonshine Pack arrived late? Invaluable
voice c
t's been a
seems to
he stood a few steps away. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and had a comm
d of his treachery by the knife, the
rius," in a
eer forming on his lips.
too." I made myself look him
ly. You've become mor
tightened my fists. "W
ith ease. "After all,
inder of who we were meant to be,
and said, "I have no
fore I could move. I felt a shock fro
er," he remarked in a low, menaci
I jerked my hand
ing anything more,
caught up to me close to the bu
and murmured. "Just someone t
brow but didn't s
inder of the evening. I stayed as far away from
the sensation that his eyes wer
ay back to my room. My luggage remained on the bed, p
ment h
The packhouse was quiet now, most of the visitors either gone or sleeping. The chilly ni
a few step
out so
in my tracks
in my throat as
ainst the doorway. In the moonlight, his golden eyes
y calm as he inquired, "W
ed my grasp on my bag's strap.
wall. "You're my friend. I don'
artner," I growl
ared on his face as his jaw clenched.
"I'm done with you, and I'm done playin
o go. Suddenly he was ahea
om this," he murmured quie
than my terror as I gaz
ened for the smallest instant. But before I could figur
ing anywhere,"
but he held on to i
you explain
n't trust you." "Beca
omething else-guilt?-crossed
above a whisper as he said,
a second. He
g was like a kic
hat he had done if
I ripped the bag free and took a ste
waiting for an answer, v
in my head as I ran away
flee from me. I wi