Chapter Sixteen.
Esme's point of view.
You may call it cowardice but I call it self preservation. I could not bring myself to enter the pack nor could I run away. I just hid like the wounded pup that I was. Gran wanted me to enter my father's pack sorely for protection so if I got protection elsewhere it would more or less be the same thing right? Exactly where would I go through…I do not know any other pack that would take me in and running around the wild on my own is too dangerous . Being a rogue added to the target that being a lone female placed on my back so I could not exactly just go out on my own. Gran died for me to leave and I have to live my life instead of risking it for no just cause.
Maybe if I run back …if I go back to look for my mate then he could protect me. Nah… tha
