As Brice’s paws pounded into the dirt, his senses trained toward our home, I allowed my mind to wander back to Blue Lake, my stomach lurching slightly at the memory of that bastard running his nose up my mate. A growl escaped Brice’s lips as he ran, his mind tuned to mine.
‘She isn’t ours’ I muttered to him sadly, ‘she doesn’t want us’.
‘That doesn’t mean we will allow another wolf to take her against her will, she is ours to protect until we are able to free her to follow her heart’ Brice replied sternly.
‘I still love her Brice’ I confided, something I had been unable to admit to anyone else since she rejected me.
‘I know Brandon, I love her too and when her wolf finally emerged I would have proudly become one with her but it is not to be, but that does not mean that we will shirk o
