Finally. He told me what he thought.

He doesn't believe she will birth the pup but he has to play nice until he knows anything more. This is best. My staying away from Zaryn is the best. He is right. I can't sacrifice anymore emotion lost on something I may not have for a while. Even if i don't want it.

My heart will hurt less ...

But.. what if Grace grows on him?

"Blake.. what if he spends enough time with Grace that .. that he likes her?" I looked up at him with my tear filled eyes.

He shook his head. "He won't. Ill make sure of it. He wont spend much time with her okay?"

All i could do was nod. I needed out of here. I walked away, out of the room as fast as i could, down the stairs. Bursting through the mudroom door, i took off around the pack house, huddling the blanket around me. I crossed into the woods on the opposite side, away from the dirt road and let go. I burst, letting my wolf surge forward, the blanket flying off of me and onto the ground.

My wolf's paws hit the dirt ground covered in pine straw with a heavyness.. her whimpers broke my heart as she ran. The closest she had gotten to our mates wolf, while in her own form, was the morning in the tent when they took over in our skin. She won't get that chance again.

My human self, doesn't even want Zaryn because of the pain he has caused me.. giving whats mine to another female. But being near him makes the pain stop.. the pain HE caused. That makes me angry that the one who causes my pain is the one who eases it. But the wolf... she wants him no matter what he has done. She doesn't understand. She sees Grace as the threat..

The emotions she was feeling were too much for her. She needed blood... to feel the life snuffed out of something living, between her powerful jaws.

Running efforlessly through the forrest, She caught the scent of a wild rabbit. It wasnt big enough for the damage she wanted to do..

She paused, sniffing wildly, snout in the air. That's when the scent of a doe came through the wind current.. something large enoug to take both of our anger out on.. and yet small enough not to get hurt. It was close by.

She leaped through the brush, slowing her movements, nose to the ground as she came up on a white tail deer who was clueless to the danger that crouched behind her. My wolf sat silently, watching. Waiting for her moment.. snipets of the conversation at the meeting playing into our mind.. making her anger spur on.

Without another moment to think, she reared back on her haunches and sprung out of the brush, leaping high in the air, teeth snapping swiftly into the flesh of the unsuspecting doe.

It wasnt enough to hold on to.

The doe leaped away quickly without hesitation but my wolf was ready for a chase. She bounded through the forrest, right on her tail.

One faultering moment was all it took to slow the deer and allow my wolf to attack, jaws clamping down around the deers soft throat. Growls came out in ferocity as my wolf shook her head, teeth snapping through muscle and tendon. The blood filling her mouth was satisfying to the both of us... quenching the thirst for the liquid red life force.

The deer struggled hard but eventualy, she gave up. The light dying out of her eyes as her blood seeped out into my wolfs mouth, onto her fur before dripping to the ground. This was a trophy kill for a juvenile. Not many could take a doe this size a mere amount away from their first shift. Joy over her kill swelled her insides with pride.

She decided it was time to let the deer go and began licking the blood off her fur before sinking her teeth in the deers belly and devouring its flesh, taking her fill.

Once she had had enough, devouring most of the meat, she felt a little less angry but thats when the sadness set in. Her soul hurt because my soul hurt. She didn't like being kept away from her mate with order from her Alpha..

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Running up the hillside to my favorite spot that overlooked the entire packland, the bonfire shining below while the other members enjoyed themselves. She stopped in the clearing under the full moon, head tilting backwards, letting out a long sorrowful howl. there was so much heart in that one action, the sound alone would make any human tear up. The sound of heart ache.. loneliness.. despair.

Our lement to the moon.

Mother moon was watching us.. feeling our pain.

Her howl was echoed by members of the pack below .

Females.

They had heard her cry and shifted just to give their response. Letting us know that their hearts broke for us. It made us both swell with gratitude as we belted out one more howl, showing our thanks.

She collapsed on the ground next to the stream, lapping up the cool spring water that flowed beneath us before it ran down to the waterfall. It was refreshing letting her take over... taking the worries away for a while.

We were interrupted when a whine sounded from behind us. Turning her head, she sniffed the air as it blew.. the scent gave her a shiver of delight.

Mate.

The word was thought. This would be her first time seeing his wolf... her mate.

In the back of our mind, I was screaming 'No!' But she ignored me.

Oh my sweet other half.. you are only going to cause me more greif if you don't leave before he or I shift back into skin. I can't do this. Not anymore. Not to myself.

She can have her first meeting with her mate, but after that, im out of here. Zaryn can sway my decisions so easily when I was angry at him... I didn't think any of this was his fault at first but now.. after talking to Nic about it.. Maybe he is at fault.

After her meeting we are out of here because i will be damned if i let him break my heart and further or get found out and take punishment for this.

Alright wolves, meet, greet, and lets hit the road.

I just pray she lets me take control again before something compromising happens.

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So! What do you guys think will happen?

Will the wolves have their run in and flee?

Will they get caught?

Will their human sides come out and want to talk one last time?

Will anyone know they are meeting?

Will......? Use your own ideas and let me hear what you think will happen!

Extended Authors Note:Along with my gratitude, i want to point out a few comments i recieved.. just two. Went along the lines of..

"Man i was hoping this story wasnt cliche.. "