Page 46 of Wolf Desired


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If I pretended the older buildings didn’t exist, I could have been back home in Oregon. At least until I tilted my gaze up and looked at the two moons, one that looked like the regular moon and one smaller and pinker, reminding me I wasn’t in my realm.

As much as I was grateful to be here with an alpha who wanted to protect me and not own me, I still had a lot of confusing emotions about not being on Earth. Emotions that I’d been ignoring because they were insignificant compared to everything else that was going on.

And in reality, even though I was now more or less safe, and my mate bond with Knox had been dealt with — even if the outcome had been disappointing — how I felt about being in this new realm still didn’t matter. I couldn’t do anything about it and wouldn’t go back to Sterling and Royce even if I could.

Although if those two psychopaths weren’t a part of the equation, would I feel differently?

There were things I really missed from my realm, like cars and coffee, and my realm had so many things that I wanted to show Bishop. He’d been excited to learn that I’d seen a real angel. How would he react to TV or cell phones? The internet would probably blow his mind.

Hunh.

I didn’t know exactly how most things worked, but I knew of things that didn’t exist in this world. Perhaps with Whil and some of the pack’s inventors and engineers I could share some of humanity’s ingenuity and they could figure out an equivalent for their realm. There wasn’t electricity here — that I knew of — and I wasn’t going to introduce them to fossil fuels, but they had a lot more magic than my realm did. It was literally sleeping in the ground around us.

Maybe I wasn’t so useless.

Once Bishop had taken care of his piled-up work, I’d talk to him about sharing what I knew.

Cyrus and Knox — who was still, much to my surprise, in his human form — left the road before we’d made the final turn and crested the last hill to reach the town.

I raised my eyebrows at Bishop once they were out of earshot and he just shrugged.

“Pack business,” he said. “We’ve been gone long enough that once word gets out that we’ve returned, we might get swarmed, and there are few things they need to take care of before that happens.”

I shrugged back. I didn’t know what that could possibly be, but then I’d never been an alpha or privy to any of my previous alpha’s business.

I pondered Bishop’s words as we walked the rest of the way, doing the math on how long it had actually been. When I woke from my heat, the guys had said there were five days left to reach Stonehaven, and yep, we’d walked for five days.

Before that, I’d been unconscious for three days of walking and nine days with my heat. That was seventeen days just to get home, plus the ten it took us to get to the death god’s temple.

My pulse lurched. I’d been traveling for almost a month.

I’d been in this realm for a whole month.

Which meant my birthday was in a month. I’d turn twenty-three, and my wolf would still be asleep. If I even had a wolf.

My shock at having been in this realm for a month along with all my fears and uncertainties soured the thought of my upcoming birthday. Not that birthdays had ever been a time for celebration. They were always a reminder that I was lacking, and Merrick and Sterling made sure I was aware of that.

Of course, since I’d only had Mila and no other friends or family, it hadn’t really mattered if I’d been able to celebrate my birthday or not.

But shockingly, a part of me had hoped that being away from my old pack this year might be different, that there might be a few people who’d want to help me celebrate the way I’d seen everyone else celebrate.

I glanced at Bishop through my lashes, wondering if I should tell him? Were birthdays something celebrated in this realm? Did I want to draw attention to myself like that?

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