Chapter 81

The small smile on my face escaped at the thoughts in my head. Gulping silently, I mentally prepare myself for what I need to say. "Greg, you need to leave." "Greg, you need to leave."  Minutes passes as silence surrounded us. Unable to meet his gaze directly, I stare subconsciously at his chest. "Once you're released everything won't go back to the way they used to be. You'll still be in danger. I think it's best if you start fresh, move far far away from here. " It hurt to even say the words. Greg stares at me blankly, his once emotional eyes looking dead. "Please say something," I urge. He licks his dry lips then clears his throat. At last, he speaks, " this is my pack. My home. My family is here. Y-you're here." The crack in Greg's voice makes me whimper inside. Why is doing the right thing feel so wrong? "Greg," I whisper weakly when once a