Elvira
I didn’t have time to think, to breathe, to even argue. Jaxon watched me as I struggled to say anything. Few seconds passed, he stared at me one last time before he walked straight the courtyard, and stood at the the center of it, his voice echoing through the freezing morning mist.
"Pack up. We're leaving. Now."
At first, no one moved. A few jaws dropped. Some of the Betas looked at each other, waiting for someone to call it a bluff. But the sharpness in Jaxon’s tone left no room for questions. Was he running away because of me?
Within an hour, the entire pack compound looked like a battlefield. People were scrambling, tossing clothes into duffel bags, yanking pups from their beds, herding the wolves into trucks. That was the moment I found out, Alpha Jaxon catered for orphan
