Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 13

We’d been on the road for hours. My mate was a little consumed in getting home.

This was one of the only times I had left my pack so I had hoped to see something along the way but I was content with watching the states pass by as we drove.

Right now I think we were somewhere in Illinois believe. I wasn’t entirely sure.

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I had been listening to music on my phone as Grayson called his Delta Aarron Hokk.

I did my best not to listen in but when you hear the word attack.

“Any more attacks?” He spoke to his delta.

*Attacks? He kept that a convenient little secret from my family.

*No, no. He was dealing with something and he had said so. He’s my mate! *

I felt that war of trust played on within me. It was natural to want to believe every word he spoke. I wanted to have the certainty that he had every good reason to keep things from me. Then there was the other side. How could I trust him when he had given me no reason to? Why had he not been as open with me as I was with him? He had kept things from me including himself. I want to believe him. It felt like I should but I couldn’t, no sensible person would.

I listened in further pretending to keep my music going. There had been some form of attack that was personal Grayson had handled and it appeared to be dealt with. There was nothing and it was a sigma that had attacked.

Sigmas have no place in a pack; they exist outside of their pack’s community and rules. If it was a sigma that meant he’d acted alone. His pack hadn’t even acknowledged it.

“He’d had a reason. *

I looked out of the window and noticed we were getting off of the interstate.

“Are we stopping?”

“I’m not cruel enough to make you sleep in a car,” Grayson grunted as he typed on his laptop.

“Who said you were cruel?”

No reply came to me. Of course, I knew he had thought me haughty and dramatic after I demanded he come to my house

for dinner. Perhaps he shouldn’t detach himself to the point where I break.

We stayed in Chicago that night. This may sound crazy, but I had never seen a city like this. 2

Packs were always in more rural places so that we could run and transform without the humans trying to pry into our lives.

I’m sure humans thought our societies were very separate and different. If they only knew how good wolves were at trade and devolving wares, skills, and produce.

Seeing the skyscrapers and the people walking busy so engrossed in their issues they didn’t notice the people passing them by.

There were glittering shops with beautiful gowns and fluffy couches in the windows. One shop had nothing but diamonds in it and my jaw dropped.

for things like that or develop ways to make them. Those packs control a lot of the market and these beings had no

hold on to screams a couple of times at the drivers getting so close and driving fast. Pedestrians paid no mind as they walked mindlessly into the streets. Bikers risk themselves in their

and the smell clawed its way into our car. The smoke and smog clouded the sky. I had been told as a child you couldn’t see the

may have appeared shining but so many people with

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into a build and I gasped helpless

not wanting to see his

a specialty parking spot

the driver’s seat and

to do that,” I smiled at

issue opening your door, “he said, but

feeling he wasn’t sure about

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“Just like Grayson.

parked the second car and Ella got out of

us! Car rides are so boring,” Ella huffed, stretching her

I was

though I should

and hasn’t yet stepped foot on ours; she’s vulnerable

was intent on keeping me safe.

to get ready for dinner,” He nodded to

I was

hotel restaurant, it’s a Brazilian

moment, my stomach growled like a bear. I blushed and looked away, so so

it fancy?” I asked her.

over the world. I’ve been

arms.

to get something out of the car then,”

stopped I’m sure he thought I wouldn’t notice but my mate had rolled his

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to look good in front of you, you annoying pig–headed

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around to the car Ella was in finding the box I had put my nicer clothes in. A beautiful white satin top with a deep v back that was lace lined would do. Then

this, that being slightly over–organized. What some might call compulsive came in handy.

bags and strutting forward with my purse slung

the evening in my hand.

angry…no you know what he shouldn’t have rolled

UGH!!!

lobby and it was marbled and huge chandeliers and mahogany wood pillars, ceiling,

was dreaming. Grayson walked ahead and got

not room. Suite.

hell

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was two levels, the master bed on the top floor. The guest rooms are on the bottom floor with a kitchen, a living room,

the balcony was nothing but glass. To say I was at a loss for words

stuff down in the living room. I looked