Benson
Dinner tonight was quiet. The pack members are quiet, and I see them plotting, planning. I know my pack members well. I know when something is wrong. No one has questioned me yet…the tension hangs in the air.
Jolene is still around. Even after everything, she still clings to me like the leech she is.
I am standing outside on the porch, watching everyone’s movements. They are more careful than before. Side glances are thrown my way, and it all just makes me growl. I can sense it in the bond I share with the pack. The bond is weak from losing the connection that made it strong, but the uncertainty of my pack members is strong.
“You know, Rose preached to them in the afternoon about how weak you are and how you can’t protect them. They are uncertain of their future in this pack, an
