Bound by Secrets, Broken by love
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oing to want you after
could only hear her voice in the distance-loud and angry-but my thoughts had spir
respond angrily, my voice sha
pack. What on earth were you thinking, Ashley Grant?" my mom says, shaking her head in disapproval. He
disgraced yourself in the most scandalous way possible. Why do you think your mate
thing, but she doesn't know how much Phil and I want to be together. He was the other person in t
t politics," my voice is harsher when I speak, an angry glare directed
r everyone. Phil is a future alpha, not a lovesick puppy like you think he is. He'll do what's best for his image and the pack."
She dismisses me icily. I wish the ground would open so that I could disappear. I've done nothing but seek my
thing
ger to get away from everyo
my head and continue walking. I'm glad Stephen, our driver, doesn't ask questio
the window. Tears stream down my face . Every tim
pack is beyond my reasoning. My wolf-whose name I don't even know-is still howling in my head. The pain from the rejection still tugs at my hea
drift my restless mind into an abyss of unconsciousness-
against the ceramic dishes. I know I look like a mess, something tha
f how to fix this?"
ave. I don't tell her though-I
lery down. "This is impromptu but you'll
t, and she holds up a ha
d. You'll attend one of the biggest warrior academies there and stay with your grandmoth
to meet mine, eyebrows arched angrily. My gaze flickers back to the d
me off to another cont
out my phone , mentally preparing myself for the worst. The first five notifications are abou
o boil as I slide my tongue along my teeth. So now I'm the leech? A few other headlines go ahead to show that the media is against me.
. I make a mental note to call her later. There's no text from Phil-no call-and I'm disappointed. But then I wonder if
guards to keep me in. Maybe she just thought I'd stay in. I decide
re he went?" I
afrai
-or just when he wants to get away. It's on the outskirts of the pack, his pa
m-something I've never been able to do. I'm barely a few feet from the front porch when I hear a sickening rhythm
voices. It's Phil-and another female's