The bond is pushing things between us. How the hell are we supposed to know whether what we feel is actually real or influenced by the bond? I know that as mates we are supposed to give in to the bond, and I probably would have if things weren’t a mess between us.
My mind is torn between thinking about the pack and about Sadie and Aspen. No one else even registers. Not even Piper.
That’s why I was out this early in the morning. I couldn’t f*****g sleep. I needed to clear my head, so I went on a run.
For as long as I can remember, everything has always been about the pack. About the curse. Piper had it easy with our parents because she had no responsibility towards the pack. For me, things were different.
From the time I was ten, I remember my dad telling me that breaking the curse was
