BLUE POV
I can’t remember how long I ran for. All I know is that I didn’t stop until my legs were ready to give out on me.
I finally halted at a stream and bent down to have a drink. My wolf lapped at the water frantically, and I realised I pushed us harder than I thought.
‘Im sorry’, I tell her, but she just whines quietly in my head and tries to pull us back in the direction we came from. She wants our mates. It’s her primal instinct, it’s wired into her like a mother loving her child is wired into us. She doesn’t understand like I do. She just wants to go back. I can’t do that.
‘You know they’re marrying another she-wolf, right?’ I told her.
‘We are not good enough for them, or the pack, so they are replacing us. They don’t even have the balls to reject us so we can move on.’ I sn
