I knew that my attempts at hiding from Kane were becoming pathetic, but I did not see how I could help it. It was not my fault that I was torn between my promise and the yearning to give Kane a chance.
It had been a week since the decision was made to make Alastair Kane's Beta. If anything, the decision that had been taken had further deteriorated the relationship between Alastair and I. He just roamed about the pack house looking sulky and ill tempered.
Things had been suspiciously slow and quiet the past week, but I had a feeling that something would happen soon.
Kane had approached me the day after the decision was made, asking how I felt about Alastair being his Beta. I had to admit though that the question had taken me aback. He had not consulted me or even given me a hint that he
