After five years of bliss with my mate, tragedy struck. The pain of the loss caused my mate to become a person I no longer recognized. Two years of suffering followed before I finally made the decision to leave. I began a new life in a new pack, and...
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Alpha Lincoln impatiently paced the floors of the cabin I'd be staying in throughout the bond-breaking process.
When he said cabin, he meant cabin. It was a small one-bedroom log cabin. I liked it, though. The little home had a cozy feel that Levi's sterile environment sorely lacked. The only problem I had was that everything was in shades of brown. The walls, the floor, and the furniture were all brown. Even the curtains were a dark tan.
I longed for color, as much color as I could get. I couldn't wait to get a room in the packhouse that I could decorate myself.
I watched Linc rub a hand over his dark, close-cropped hair. He almost looked nervous. My eyes darted to Luna Becca, and she was watching him with amusement dancing in her eyes.
"He okay?" I asked with a slight grin.
"He's fine. He just doesn't do well with waiting... Or sitting still. He likes to stay busy."
I nodded in understanding. I was the same way. Especially when I had something on my mind or I was nervous. Even as I sat beside Josh on the brown leather couch, my knee bounced with the need to move.
"How's my brother doing?" Josh asked, clearly trying to conjure up some conversation.
I shrugged. "Not too different than usual. Busy with pack work. He's lost some weight and been stressed, though. This last year has been rough on everyone. I think this will help him too." I said honestly.
Losing the Luna would be hard on the entire pack, but it would also help in the long run. The stress of what I'd been going through had been affecting everyone. Especially Gamma Logan.
"I hope you're right," he mumbled, sounding unsure.
A knock on the door caught our attention, and Linc quickly strode towards it before any of us could move. A tiny woman with long black hair to her hips skipped into the cabin happily.
"What can I do for you, Alpha?" She asked in a bubbly, childlike voice with a smile stretched across her face.
"Isadora Quinn, this is Everleigh Terrell. Everleigh, meet our friendly neighborhood witch, Isadora," the Alpha introduced while gesturing between us before focusing his attention on the woman that couldn't be more than four and a half feet tall. I had to bite back a chuckle at the sight of her standing next to the oversized Alpha, who had to be nearly seven feet tall and built like a linebacker. "Isadora, we need to talk to you about breaking a mate bond."
