CHAPTER 28— ALL HER FAULT.
BALLISTER’S POV
The trip back to my pack felt like a long one… One that I assumed would last for a lifetime. I kept on sighing, the irritation blatantly obvious on my face that none of the pups dared to start a conversation with me, despite how they wanted to, I could see it on their faces, I could feel the eagerness, the anxiousness but I had no time for it. I shut my eyes as I rested my head on the headrest of the chair, letting my thoughts wander away. Fighting with my wolf has been one of the worst fights that I have ever had. When I decided that I had finally succeeded in getting rid of her from my thoughts, it was then that he decided to clothe my memories with pictures of hers. The lasting ones were when I first saw her in the Blood pack, and how I had
