Yasmin's P.O.V
Dinner was off to an alright start. Honestly, it could have been better. We all just sat there. QUIETLY. Every now and then Crawford would make an awful joke. We'd laugh though it was funny how he tried to clear the air.
"Marissa, care to help me in the kitchen? "
"I'm sure you are capable but ok."
"We will be right back." I linked her arm and took her into the kitchen.. We stood on opposite sides of the island. Then Cristal came and stood next to me.
"This shit has got to stop. Yasmin and I are tired. We are trying. On the full moon we are going to plan a dance. You will be nice to him. Do you hear me?"
"Do you realise that everyone is with you. Do you think they could have a 'pack' without a council?"
"You all accept this?"
We did. And hopefully this she did.
Chris' P.O.V
I could hear them in the kitchen. I had enough. I got up and left. I'd never cried because of a girl. But she wasn't just any girl. She was my mate. So I left with no indication of where I was going or how long I'd be away. I needed to clear my head. So I took off into the woods.
Marissa's P.O.V
When we got back he was gone. It was like he had vanished into thin air. That was good? Right? Now they could no longer bug me about being good to him. Maybe I should have accepted him. Maybe I could be a little loving to him. We hadn't mated or marked or even kissed so my wolf would survive. (I believe.)
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Author's Note
Extremely short chapter for which I am sorry. I really am. Things will get more interesting.
1. Where are the leaders?
2. Where did he go?
3. When is he coming back?
4. Will she ever accept him?
5. Am I updating soon? Lol. Hi Marissa!! NB. She reads over my shoulder when I write at school.
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