Chapter 44
RAYA’S POV
1 stand at the corridor, staring at the pyre in the distance. The fire was now slowly dying out, and the smoke rises up to the sky. I couldn’t help but feel so hopeless and tired. I never knew that it was all going to end up like this.
My mind drifted to the moment when I first met Asher. He was charming and commanding, and I couldn’t help but feel drawn to him. But now, I realized that this attraction might lead me to my death.
As I stood there, lost in my thoughts, I couldn’t help but feel so alone. The corridor was silent, and there was no one around to talk to. I had no one to confide in, and I couldn’t help but feel so sad.
y of the situation was unbearable, and it was weighing heavily
I keep wondering when the werewolves at the boundary would move. The uncertainty on me. I wanted to leave, to escape from this place, but I knew it wasn’t possible.
The sound of footsteps echoes in the hallway, and I turn around to see who it was. It was Caden, and I could tell from his expression that something was wrong. He looks at me, and 1 couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread.
He looked as impeccably dressed and groomed as ever, his clothes perfectly tailored to his muscular physique. His dark hair was neatly combed. and his face was clean–shaven. But despite his pristine appearance, there was a sense of indifference about him that I couldn’t help but notice. It was as if the loss of the warriors and the burning in the pyre didn’t matter to him at all.
“Asher wants you to leave,” he says, his voice cold and distant.
I felt indifferent when Caden told me that Asher wanted me to leave the pack. It was as if I had been waiting
ne for this moment.
I knew that this was bound to happen at some point, but it still hurt. I knew he was going to tell caden about it but I wasn’t spexting it so soon.
I tried my best to not let it show on my face as I listened to Caden explain the situation.
“I have already spoken with Asher, I told him. “He has made it clear that he wants me gone, and I will respect his wishes. I am ready to leave whenever the pack is ready for me to go.”
Caden seemed surprised by my response, but he didn’t say anything more about it. Instead, he asked me if I knew that he had walked in on me and Asher carlier.
I felt a pang of guilt and embarrassment wash over me at the memory. “Tm sorry,” I said, not knowing what else to say.
Caden chuckled, but there was a hint of anger and jealousy in his eyes. “Don’t be sorry,” he said. “I’m not angry about that
I raised an eyebrow in confusion. Then what are you angry about?”
Caden sighed and looked away.
I walk back to my room, my mind lost in thought. I was feeling so tired, both physically and emotionally. All I wanted was a break from everything that had been happening in the pack. It was like my life had been turned upside down since I arrived at the pack. First, the attack from the rogues, and now I was being kicked out of the pack.
I open the door to my room and walk in, closing the door behind me. I take a few steps forward and just fall onto my bed, my body feeling like it’s been through so much. I close my eyes and let out a deep sigh. The room is silent, and it feels like the only sound I can hear is my own breathing
I think about what Caden said about Asher not being in a good mood. I can only imagine how much he must be going through, losing his guards, his friends, his brothers. It must be weighing heavily on him, and I can’t even begin to imagine how it feels.
I try to push away the thoughts and focus on what I can do. I knew I needed to leave, but I had nowhere to go. I didn’t have any family, and I couldn’t just wander around aimlessly. I needed to find a plan, and fast
I sat up and looked around the room, taking in everything around me. The walls were bare, and there was no decoration to speak of. It felt like I was in a prison cell. I sighed again and ran my hand through my hair, feeling the exhaustion seeping into my bones.
I knew I needed to be strong, but it was hard. The weight of everything that had happened was crushing me. I didn’t know how much longer I could keep going like this
1 sat there for a few more moments, trying to gather my thoughts and strength before getting up from the bed.
I walked over to the window and looked outside. The moon was high in the sky, and the stars were twinkling i but my mind was too clouded to appreciate it fully.
like d
diamonds. It was a beautiful night,
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Chapter 44
1 took a deep breath and reminded myself that I had to be careful around Asher, Lalidn’t want to cause him a already going through
any more pain or trouble than he was
I immediately stripped off my clothes and collapsed onto my bed. The coolness of the sheets against my skin was a welcome relief on the heat of the day I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm my thoughts. But no matter how hard I tried, my mind kept drifting back to Asher.
I couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking, what he was feeling. His behavior towards me had been so confusing lately, and I couldn’t shi the feeling that something was off. Was it because of what had happened between us? Or was it something else entirely?
I let out a frustrated sigh and buried my face in the pillow. Why did everything have to be so complicated? I had come to the Pack with such high hopes, but now everything seemed to be falling apart.
As I lay there, I couldn’t help but think about all the things that had happened since Larrived. The battle with the neighboring Park of Rogues, the deaths of so many brave warriors, and now Asher’s strange behavior. It was all so overwhelming, and I didn’t know how much more could take
But despite all of this, I knew I had to be strong. I couldn’t let my emotions get the best of me, especially now that Asher had ordered me to leave the Pack. I had to keep my head up and do what needed to be done.
With a deep breath, I sat up and looked around my new room. It was small and sparsely furnished, but it was all I had. I had left everything behind when I came to the Pack, and now it seemed like I was going to have to leave it all again.
I couldn’t help but feel a sense of sadness wash over me. Leaving the Pack would mean leaving behind the only home I had known for the past few weeks. But I knew it was for the best. I couldn’t stay here and cause any more trouble.
I lay back down on the bed and closed my eyes, trying to push all of these thoughts out of my head. But no matter how hard I tried, they kept coming back. It was like a never–ending cycle of worry and anxiety.
As I lay there, I realized that I had never felt more alone in my life. I was in a strange place, surrounded by people I barely knew, and I had no idea what was going to happen next
For hours unending I tried I to sleep, but sleep never came. All that happened was finding myself thinking about Asher more and more.
1 sat cross–legged on my bed, the feeling of my throbbing clit very eminent in my fingers. I can feel the cool, smooth skin of my entrance as I press my fingers into it, feeling the resistance give way as I push my fingers deeper. I start to twist my fingers around inside, the juicy flesh squishing and yielding to my touch.
As I twist my fingers around, my mind drifts back to Asher. I can’t help but think about him, even as I try to distract myself with the simple task of pleasuring myself. The memory of his touch still lingers on my skin, and I can’t shake the feeling of his body pressed against mine
I try to focus on the pleasure, on the sensation of my fingers inside me, but my thoughts keep wandering back to Asher. I close my eyes, trying to block out the image of his face, but it only makes things worse. My mind conjures up memories of our time together, of the way his hands felt on my skin, the way his lips felt on mine.
I let out a sigh as I continue to work my fingers inside me, trying to distract myself from the ache in my chest. My mind feels like a jumbled mess, my thoughts and emotions all tangled up inside me. I feel lost and alone, my future uncertain and my heart heavy with the weight of everything thats happened.
But even as I try to push Asher out of my mind, I know deep down that he’ll always be there, a constant presence in my thoughts and in my heart. And as much as it hurts, I know that I wouldn’t have it any other way.
As I lay down to sleep, my wolf kept disturbing me, pacing back and forth within me like a caged animal. Its restlessness was palpable, its hunger for vengeance against those who had attacked us almost overwhelming. But I couldn’t let it take control of me, not now. Not when I needed a clear head to figure out our next move.
I growled in frustration, my anger at my wolf simmering just below the surface. How could it be so blinded by rage, so unwilling to see reason! I knew we needed to be careful, to bide our time and plan carefully before striking back at our enemies. But my wolf was like a wild beast, incapable of such rational thought.
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