Chapter 0029

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Alora POV

Freya tries to turn back a couple of times but each time she is pinned on the spot by my determined stare.

Now wasn't the time for hesitation.

She leads me through the heart of the pack. Taking great care to avoid us being seen.

We keep to the side muddy tracks, keeping off the main path and cutting across gardens, hiding behind trees when pack members walk past.

My stomach hurts from trying to keep up, she's fast and I'm now realising I have a long way to go before I can defend this pack as the Luna.

Freya has to help me climb over a garden fence, pushing me up where the old me would have jump over it

in no time.

Before I know it I am entering a house that is built like any other pack member house. Generic...build from a similar design, built quickly to accommodate a growing pack. Helping to keep up with high birth rate years, yet low deaths.

Walking through the hallway, I notice immediately that the house has a lack of character. No personal items, no decor...not even a photograph.

Nothing to give away the person's identity.

Freya takes me upstairs first, not giving me the downstairs tour. Although, I could see the kitchen from the hallway... the house is small and compact.

It wasn't anywhere near the size of the alpha home. None of the pack houses were.

Walking upstairs, I suddenly feel intrusive, but Freya wouldn't have brought me upstairs for no reason at all.

"This was Kaia's house." She looks down at me from behind as she continues up the stairs, holding on to

the banister.

points to the left as we

house shows absolutely no signs of wealth, no sign of status...it's as if she were an omega. No sign of a pack luna living here at all, no sign

deep for the courage to push the door open, to

space.

room gives no sense of identity, it could be a hotel room

masses.

cleaned to house pack members after the death of the previous occupant. A conveyor

look to the double bed, neatly made as if the person had a

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did they have sex? Rolling

her, stroke her hair to sleep

being with another woman, especially

did

house for maybe a year, then she moved here. I think she did it on her own accord, and Alpha

corner of the bedroom, is a white single

I can't help myself.

across the cream carpet, my hand held out

wardrobe, foolishly hoping that this was all wrong, that

on my part

some dark sordid weapon preparing to attack me, my body powerless

1. it.

whiteness of the well kept wedding dress

touch the intricate lace design, as if expecting it to turn to dust

chest starts to burn with the betrayal of perhaps our love not being

him to pick up the pieces, forcing him to move on without

didn't expect to survive, to

really blame him

dry and

know, nobody

"Does..."

hard for me to

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