Billionaire Alpha's 99 Deadly Games

Chapter 44

"I don't even know what you mean when you say pack. You mean like a pack of dogs, a group of animals living together?"

"More or less, yeah, though most of us spend more time in our skin than in our fur. And I think of it more like a large close family who all live in the same general area and support each other," I smiled at her example, though, there was some truth in that too.

She shook her head. "I don't ever remember living with others. It was always just me, Mom, and Dad as far as I remember. I don't even remember ever having a babysitter or aunt or uncle. Nothing."

I frowned. How was that even possible? My wolf growled, and it escaped from me before I could stop it. Kelsey's eyes widened, but she didn't shift away from me, remaining within arm's reach.

"Sorry. It just makes me so angry to think about that happening to you. To think your pack just abandoned you like that. I could never do that to anyone, but especially not a young pup."

"I don't know how I could have ever lived with wolves, or wolf shifters, Kyle. I told you before I have always been terrified of wolves, even before the attack. You were the first and only wolf I haven't been scared of, aside from my own wolf of course. Why do you think that is?"

to blurt that out, but something told me this was not the time for that. She already had enough to

I can't even imagine going through life thinking I was some fictional monster, only to discover there are plenty of others just like you. Somewhere out there you have a pack, and if you want to

only have a place in my pack, but that, if she'd have me, she'd someday be the Pack Mother,

Kelsey

were others like me? I wasn't created, but I was born this way? When he talked about pack, he talked

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overwhelming, and he was right in that I needed

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shouldn't have hurt to think of it, but it

was staring at me again. Waiting. Letting me sort through my thoughts and questions in my own time. I was grateful to him for it and as I thought about it, as I looked at him, a surge of something brushed through me. It felt like my wolf, but not like she was fighting for control or to get out. I had this uncontrollable urge to just reach out and touch