Xael
A day later, Clint continues to shut me out. He refuses to leave Gwen’s bedroom, and I have no energy to overcome him. I feel stuck in this body. This is a nightmare!
It is mid-day when Carl knocks and opens the door. He walks in without waiting for the invitation. I can’t help noticing that the charm he is wearing around his neck is bigger than the one he usually wears.
“The pack is under attack. Rogues have infiltrated our borders, Alpha,” he says, with all his attention on Clint.
“Our warriors can take care of them,” stupid Clint responds and makes no attempt to move. Something is really wrong here. Clint might be smitten by Gwen, but Alpha wolves are territorial. This should get him all pumped up, but he is not.
“The Alpha handles this. It is the law. The pack will ask ques
