Eighteen years ago, the Blood Creek Pack was attacked by a neighboring pack and lost half the lives of its members.

 

Xavier, the current Alpha of Blood Creek Pack, was six years old when this attack took place. He lost his family and close friends along with his best friend, Daphne, who he thinks died in the attack.

 

What happened when he goes back for revenge and finds out that Daphne is still very much alive? Also, she happens to be his mate and he just killed her adoptive father.

The drive back to the pack was suffocating, not because of Zara's presence, but because of the questions that lingered between us, the ones she hadn't dared ask yet. I could feel her eyes on me, could sense her curiosity brimming, but I wasn't in the mood for answers. Not now.


The tension between us was thick, and I knew it wasn't just from our trip to the abandoned city. It was everything. The unsaid words, the half-truths, the things I hadn't revealed to her yet. The more she knew, the more complicated things would get, and I couldn't afford that. Not now.


"Xavier," Zara finally said, her voice tentative, but I didn't respond. I kept my eyes fixed on the road, hands gripping the wheel so hard my knuckles turned white. She sighed and turned away, frustrated, but I couldn't give her what she wanted right now. Not when my own mind was a mess of confusion and frustration.


Chapter 32 - chapter 32