*Zay*
I feel like a ghost, keeping to the shadows and the corners, pacing around the pack House and grounds, unable to sit still or rest … but everywhere I go reminds me of Raya and multiplies the pain.
My wolf half isn’t helping, moaning and whimpering about his mate and wanting to protect her… and I do agree, I want the same, but I have no idea what to do.
I have tried to speak with my father, but he ordered me out using his alpha superiority and now he refuses to see me.
“…Too bad we only get to hunt the wolves… I could have had so much fun with her human body before snapping her treacherous neck”. I hear a voice and step further into the shadows.
Two young fighters walk into my view and I make a note of who they are.
“Hmm, yeah she is kinda hot… I could take a ride or two
