I stared at the large gate opening, bored out of my mind. My mom and some of the other members of the pack should be arriving any minute now. I spent the trip to the airport trying to come up with ideas on how to get out of meeting the alpha of the Majestic pack.
At one point I thought of running past airport security and start yelling “Bomb, run!” I was all for it until Derek started talking about how the alpha was in charge of werewolf/law. going to jail would involve him getting me out.
I hadn’t thought up any other way of prolonging my meeting with my mate, and I was getting desperate. Maybe I could fake my own death. Perhaps the Swahili people would take me into their village.
However, all my ideas would involve me leaving my pack forever. I sighed; I was giving up for now. All my
