Mish's POV
I hate this pack.
It's official, they have gone from disliked to top of the fu*king never go here again list.
Because when we return to this goddess damned cabin we are no longer alone.
And as much as I've missed Wes, I've missed being alone with him more.
I hold in my groan whilst beside me Wes does not, his groan turning into a growl before he clasps my hand tighter as we enter, "Let's get this over with" he says, voice deep with annoyance.
Our warriors are waiting, along with the group whom accompanied Wes here and, of course, Alpha Damien, young alpha Dylan and a few of their warriors also.
If the cabin was small before, it is suffocating now.
As we walk in silence falls, the bickering simmering into nothingness either by our presence or the anger currently radiatin
