There is a reason Tim always wants to be by my side and I guess this is one of the reasons. He is lamenting why I came here on my own. “You are lucky Sawyer or whatever he calls himself was alone. What if he was accompanied by rowdy wolves, and they attacked you? What if…”
He has been yelling for more than twenty minutes since I linked him to bring Ilana to help Beta Sawyer.
I don’t blame him really, I just wish he could shut up so I can think of all the absurd reasons why Beta Sawyer is here and why out of all places he met me at the Golden River, alone!
The image of me lying in my puddle of blood isn’t cool at all, so instead of thinking of my mother’s daughter and that little girl, I switch to alpha mode. The sight of Beta Sawyer brought the fifteen years old me out of me. I hated it
