Chapter 155
Pulling up t driveway, wing us come to a stop in front of the doors,
pack house, we’re met with their warriors. A lot of males line the
“This is my hunt. I’ll take the lead. I just need you on my right for the intimidation factor” My father says nothing to me, his whole body changing from relaxed and carefree to one that’s on guard and dangerous.
“Caleb, you keep your mouth shut.” He gives me a hurt look but says nothing. I like when
he follows orders.
We get out as one body, closing the doors together. Walking slightly in front of my father, he’s on my right, brother on my left. I wonder what kind of picture we make as we approach the Alpha, who’s trying to puff himself up the best he can.
His pregnant mate is slightly behind him.
His eyes take in Caleb, flickering over him, unconcerned. The Alpha’s eyes land on me longer, staring at my eyes, but it’s my father who keeps his attention. The warriors arou us bristle, posturing skittishly as Caleb holds each one of their gazes until they look away
Posturing, preliminaries at their finest.
All my father does is watch me, paying none of these wolves any kind of second thoughts
No threat, no attention needed in his view.
“What are you doing here?” The Alpha male tries to sound intimidating, but it’s not working,
“We’re looking for a she wolf, thought she might have come this way about seven, eight months ago?”
What does she look like? Around that time, the fair was in town, had a lot of wolve
visiting.” He crosses his arms over his chest.
“she has long hair, white blond, usually kept in a braid. She is about five feet six inches mi medium build. Likes to wear pants, mostly dark colors. Her eyes match mine. See IND seen someone like her?”
All of these wal hakes their heads while staring at my eyes.
“Nope, nothing that fits that description.” He’s not lying, nothing in the way he holds himself that says he’s not telling the truth. Watching his mate, she tucks her haar behină
us shoulder, not meeting my eyes.
“Have you seen this moon–blessed female?” My words try to go through his mate’s body.
She shakes her head no, but her body tells me otherwise. Her mate has a surprised look an his face that he quickly hides.
“I think your mate might know this female.”
“No, I’ve never met or saw a female wolf by that description during that time.” The female is cradling her pregnant belly; a scent of fear is starting to saturate the air. Her mate grond heavily now at us. The warriors start to balance on the balls of their feet just waiting the something from their leader to say it’s okay to attack
“Get off our land before we have no choice but to make you leave. But you wont be loving the same way you came.” His threat is laughable.
“We think she’s in some trouble. She’s not answering her phone anymore, and that’s not
like her.”
“How do we know she isn’t running from you?” I wasn’t expecting that question
“She’s not running from me.” My father continues to watch me, not saying a word.
“We have never seen that female. Now get off our land. If you don’t, we’ll stop the shipment of milk. Those pups aren’t ready to weaned yet, are they?” Clever male.
“We just need some information about her, that’s all. She’s my female. Look at my eyes 1 don’t lie about this.” The Luna’s gaze doesn’t leave mine, but her hand is on her developink future inside her belly.
“We have never seen that boule, and if we have, I don’t think I would tell yoil anyplay
ning from her mate, there le a good common, Jan’t thega? Her eyebrow wws.
“Now leave W
stop what they
it
say again. We will stop our shipment and I will call everyone else doing as well.” The Tamm burt bluffing. A hardness hus set into her features that canot be swayed. There is no going forward with them, and the twins need
what they have
Thank you for your time. We’ll be leaving now.” My father is the first to turn his back on these wolves, followed by me. Caleb taken the back, giving each one a good staring at, with a threatening smirk. He might not say one word, but he’s saying a million with the way he’s swaggering back to the vehicle.
“They must think she’s running away from me.” I say it more to myself than anyone in particular.
“Why would they think this?” My father doesn’t have the answer for me. Neither does Caleb, who always has something to say.
We stop at a motel for the night, and my mother texts me the directions where their license plate is from. It’s only a three–hour ride.
the next pack
Getting settled into the room, my father has his own bed, but Caleb and I have to share ours. Finishing the bag of chips and pop before I lay down, I have to think of a plan on how to greet the next pack. If they think that Rya is running from me, then they will never tell
me what I need to know.
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