“Miranda, no! Stop!” Caleb shouts at her, racing after her, but she’s disappeared into the woods, leaving us alone again.
“She’s going back to the pack house,” I say. “She’ll tell everyone that I didn’t follow the rules of banishment.”
“I’m the Alpha,” Caleb growls. “She can’t to this to you. To me. To us.”
“I should go,” I mumble, bending down to clean up the picnic supplies. “You can tell them that I tried to trick you into letting me come back, that you were just taking advantage -”
“No.” Rage flares in Caleb’s grey eyes. “You’re my mate. I love you. This can’t happen. Let’s go.”
“But,” I protest, “I’m banished.”
Caleb isn’t taking no for an answer, though. He shifts into wolf form, his jet black fur rippling in the forest breeze. He tosses his head, gesturing for me to climb on
