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she was sprawled o
she prompted her weak legs to get up and head for home. As she managed to stand, Aysu noted the sharp pain
wolf was enough to deter her
r sneakers dragged the sand that wrapped her legs, she prayed that the days
d not leave her no matter
d and her eyes did nothing but stare at her environment as though there was no li
e had been holding a long breath underwater, she released a strong exhal
e let the heavens remind her of h
wonder if she should let Alora out to avoid the stares of the people of the Tarmish Pack. But a thought of the pain she and Alora experien
nothing better to do with her life in the first place.
he growing sky shower soothed her and
d as she pressed the fancy, fish-shaped doorbell that would alert the gatekeeper of her presence, she discovered that her legs were shiveri
his interrupted sleep, but when he saw the state of the woman he was trained to work for
Gideon," Ays
pointed out. He pulled her closer to the warmth of his ch
a weak smile and allowed him to support her. Gideon locked the pedestri
ies to the Pack, as well as his connection to the Alpha King, were enough
er father managed to protect her from the vicious words of the wolves around, Aysu knew that
. He was always there to help soothe the pain that came with each rejection and he was likely to do the same that early morning. But while Aysu
ing was pushed open by Gideon and
ng, Beta Richard. She i
tone and though she could tell that she was the topic of that conversation
ed to her keeps having it hard. Even after they reject her, they remain
lt. It doesn't give you the r
at she is not your biological daughter.' A squeaky nose from the couch reached Aysu's ears and
who held back his words of pity and as
u to bed, Mistr
look like a bigger mess. "I want to be alone," she said, her voice full of dread, perhaps sh
ision, she avoided crashing into any of her hardcore furniture and made for her secret wine stash. She grabbed two bottles, and a wine glass c
e just wanted a distraction from the reminder t