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I pull over at a park and open the most recent photo.
The tenderness on her face. I couldn’t hear the words, but I could see the resolve. I hadn’t hesitated, rushing to our truck. Racing to hide and meet her on the road out of town. I’d waited so long, I'd started wondering if I’d missed her, and then there she was. Just like my gut had warned me was going to happen.
She’d saved us, but we’d wanted no part of her, so she was going to run.
There’s no way I’m letting her go. Not to the city, not out of my sight, not out of my life.
She’s ours.
And now, we’re free. We’re all safe.
I drive around until I find an all night florist. Flowers that say I love you. It’s a start.
“I’m coming, little wolf, I’m not leaving you alone.”
thirty-four
Scarlet
The flowers are on my doorstep every morning with the dawn. I never seem to be able to catch the mystery person, but my gut says it’s Pack Knight.
They leave no note.
Just two dozen red roses. Every single morning.
Half way through the day, a gift appears.
The first day, it was a book I remember wanting. The second day, a silver cuff inscribed with wolves. The third day, a blanket and pillow, on the fourth, a knife that fit into my hand perfectly, and on the fifth, a lottery ticket.
I stare at the gifts a lot. With each one, a fluttery feeling grows inside me. What are they doing? Is this torture? Are they mad at me? But the gifts are kind, thoughtful, beautiful.
When night falls, gifts of a different vein appear. A man who played the violin outside my window for two hours. A choir. A man with an acoustic guitar sat on my fence for five hours. Street dancers. Ballet dancers. A man who drew a chalk painting. My rental draws lots of attention from the locals who gather each night to dance and laugh.
I watch them from my second-story window.
Food comes without me delivering it. All my favourite foods. Clothes are delivered. A fancy black car with a driver followed me around until I give in and allow him to convey from place to place.
But I never see a single member of the pack.
Oh, I’m sure I feel them watching. But I never see them. For whatever reason, they’ve decided to torment me from a distance.
Everywhere I go, I feel eyes on me. I never feel alone, but I also feel like I’m going insane. The bond throbs sometimes, and I find myself waking up with tears on my cheeks.
Where are they? Why are they doing this?
The questions go unanswered, and the gifts continue to arrive.
thirty-five
Taylor
My office doesn’t look like mine. I’ve torn it apart in no less than seven fits of rage. But it doesn’t matter. The pack is torn in two.
After a week without her, I sent Jet and Bar to join Acton into seducing our alpha back to us.
Gold and I stayed behind to comb through the fucking haystack that is June Haven to find Merry and Art’s camp.
I look haggard, and the only thing getting me through each day is our nightly phone call where Bar, Jet, or Acton tell us about her.
