chapter 162
As soon as the pack house came into view she froze, walking backwards and going back to the cover of the treeline.
“Wait” I tell her and she cocks her head to the side, her fur was such deep blue grey I found myself staring at her and her strange coloring. I step toward her and she drops her head, baring her teeth to me as she growls. I stop, this is ridiculous. I am her mate, she should trust me wholeheartedly.
“Look it is my house, I won’t hurt you, can you shift back please” I tell her and she stiffens her head whipping to the side as she sees a pack member walk toward the treeline a little down from her.
“She runs because of you I will turn you into dog food” I spit at him through the link and he freezes like he is too scared to move in case she bolts.
“He won’t do anything, come here” I tell her, but she doesn’t when another of my scouts suddenly walks out behind her. I internally groan when she hears the twig snap behind her nearly jumping out of fur as she spun, turning on an an

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