The Second chance at love

s though it was being p

d around aimlessly - but by the time I finally started thinking of returning to the p

the past four years - it did not look as though it had missed me. It sim

he face. Raymond stood at the entrance of the pack house and for

them when they started spending too much time together but I had allowed my naivety fooled me in

. See where the t

dy ached from all the running and walking I did in the woods. Transformin

ing around naked." He said and dumped the

enough to stir the slumbering wolf inside of me. She

fool. You never told

hink you need anyone to tell you that was what you did wrong." Tasha spat, sudde

an mother? I have held this pack together for three years!" Again, those damned t

further, Letitia. Put on the clothes before someone sees you and

ond in the presence of your entire pack. I'm sur

gh remained a blank mask, still I had the satisfaction of knowing that he still felt some

r something to him. He did not turn around when he spoke the final words. "Actually, it is nothi

n. He was gone before I could clap back with my own words. I collapsed

road. I feared that if I spent one more day in that pack, I woul

was severed just as my bond to Raymond. I realized this several hours after

ister. To me, that was all the fam

ned. I ignored her. I was not ready for her bitchy attitude. She

jection was not everything that would happen today. Something else would

jection had

el where I was hiding at and was now standing in front o

mediately and strode towards the club entrance. The bouncers barely glanced at me as I slipped past them and I

finally regained footing. It took everything within me not t

by so many of them in one place – scrunching up my nose, I pushed through the slithe

smelt the stench. After about two hours, the smell was not all that noticeable

uman af

these years. It was simply because of the side of me tha

ost count of how many glasses I had drunk and took another sip. I

away and live tonight like it was g

or one

Raymond and the inces

king myself to stupor? I would not think of that ungrateful son of a... Why couldn't I think the wo

was wallowing in stupidity – or perhaps it was the need to lose myself