Jack
I should be glad to be home, but I am bitter. I want my mate, but she is not here. I stare at the empty farmhouse as we get out of the truck. Without words, I turn away and walk down the drive.
“Jack,” Mom calls to me. “Jack,” She grabs my shoulder. “Where are you going?”
I pull away from her, “I’m going for a walk.” I continue down the drive, and she says nothing else. I don’t even look back. My mind and wolf are in turmoil as my feet move. Ajax wants to go and get Priscilla back from Deacon Sullivan, even if it means certain death.
‘She’s pregnant with our pup,’ He whispers.
I say nothing as I walk down the dark road away from my tiny pack.
‘We have to get them back,’ Ajax whimpers.
“I know,” I say out loud and stop. Looking up, I am at Rick’s bar. I wander inside and barel
