Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 11

Gannon POV 

Her tiny wolf tried to keep up, but she easily lost track of me, so I decided to double back, coming up from behind her. Abbie‘s wolf was sniffing the ground, trying to pick up my scent She was by the river‘s edge, and her head swiveled from side to side, looking amongst the trees as she tried to locate where i went. However, doubling back and the added breeze were confusing her as she followed her nose before giving up and dropping her rump to the ground as she sat staring at the river. 

Still, I didn‘t step out of my hiding spot. Instead, I watched her like some damn creep for a while cu riosity goi the better of me, and I wanted to see if she would try to escape being this close to the border ! don‘t know why I wanted to see if she was tempted to; maybe because my fascination with the girl was quickly turning into an obsession 

to the water‘s edge, dipping her head, trying to drink from it. It was pretty shallow there, so

if she was trying to figure her way back before she huffed and yawned and laying down. Stepping out from the treeline and the tree I was watching her from. Her ears perked on top of her head.

down, I brush my fingers through her soft thick fur, my claws bumping over

back to herself, and she drops to the ground as if com manded, her rational part of her brain retaking control of her actions. A whimper escapes her as if

submissive, as if over the years, any sense of themselves was slowly beaten out of them until they were nothing but compliant to others‘ whims, so I wasn‘t surprised that Abbie would fight her own in stincts even in this form. Crouching beside her, she instinctively turned languidly, flopping on

chuckle, knowing Abbie must be internally cringing at her wolf side‘s actions. Yet if Abbie was any thing like Ivy, she wouldn‘t understand her own instincts or Werewolf and Lycan heritage for that matter. It was one thing that infuriated me to no end about Kyson. The man was set in

loudly. My heart lurched in my chest, thinking I