Shifted Fate by Alicia S.Rivers

Is a mistake from the Moon Goddess 114

Chapter 114

1 stared at her for what felt like minutes, but it was probably only seconds. "Mom..."

She shook her head, and a new tear fell. "I knew then I could never mate Vince. So I left. And I spoke with my father, as you spoke with me, and he said he would never make ine mate with a wolf that held females so low. Low enough to use them while they were at their weakest and then kill them when he was finished with them. So when ever Vince had come looking for his mate, my father would always send me back home."

"How did you meet daddy?"

My mom blushed at her thoughts, but a more frantic howl epped through the air and I watched him deflate. "We should go." She put out the fire and quickly put everything away. "Morgan will go berserk if we don't show up soon." She lifted her lip in disgust. 1

"Can you handle the next four years?"

I have to." She waved me to the front door and sprayed us both down with

"Won't he notice?"

protects our cabin." I nodded as we walked out of the cabin and froze when we heard a howl close. Too close. We have to hurry. We will have to cut down away from the pack and then wrap back around. I refused to

off behind the cabin and I followed. Morgan's howls came more often until we were almost too far to hear it. Then my mother stopped and howled back. A quick

see her wolf bristle with each howl,

"Mom? What's wrong?"

is acting like this." His wolf bristled again as his longing howl cut through the air. "I didn't bother him all night when he

the trees to the backyard; we found Morgan mid howl. My mother's wolf bristled, and her hackles rose to their full height Morgan the wolf trotted over and tried to rub down my mother's side, scenting

back over to where we were. My mother was still trying to calm herself as she ran herself down my side. It was almost like was her worry stone. Every pass, she calmed down a little more. Every intake of our combined scent soothed her wolf in a

came over. "Where were you two?" His question was accusing, and once again my mother bristled. She looked at me and me here, and then

fucking dare you." She was