Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 46

We hadn’t told the people yet. We had to do the trials for the pups first. It was supposed to be a time of celebratio and we didn’t want to take anything away from them before we went to war.

Grayson had been so tense coming into bed every night like a brick wall slamming himself onto the mattress. I would trace my fingers along his skin as he laid his head on me until I felt his stress melt from him.

I know he felt responsible for this and I told him everyday he wasn’t. He defended his pack and these wolves were in the wrong going to war over a sigma.

Sigmas live outside of society. They don’t follow a lot of rules so when they die they aren’t typically mourned. Grayson had no clue that this sigma carried so much sway over his pack.

I braided part of my hair and put on the decorative chain like n*ecklaces that draped down my chest. Nothing I did now was without an ocean of worries about the future I was facing.

The threat was clear they wanted to take away all that my mate held dear. I was a target, his mother was a target, anyone bearing the mark of the Northern Ecl*pse pack could die for just hailing from us.

The worst of it was the wait. We had no idea what they were planning and how they were going to attack.

Grayson had every warriors he could manage on the border the defenses we had no longer seemed enough he was talking every day with his boys to come up with another defense.

I would try and distract him or calm him down but we both knew what else was coming. Little toes and fingers that we had to keep safe. I wasn’t even pregnant yet but I had the surest feeling the pup would be here.

It was my job to keep them safe. Telling Grayson to slow down on the defenses was stupid. I would soothe him in our bed and talk to him to calm his mind when needed, but when he needed his fury and possessiveness I would not deter

him.

Today was the last day before everyone knew we were going to war and I was planning on cherishing it.

I was wearing another navy blue dress that went to floor in a halter top that twisted and pleated over me. I wore the

chains and cuffs of a Luna bound to her pack.

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I fiddled with the n*ecklaces I wore. Whenever we wore things that looked like silver it wasn’t. Silver could kill a wolf. Grayson had bought as much as he could get his hands on..

I walked down the stairs to my mate who waited patiently.

“You look stunning,” he wrapped his hands around my waist.

“Thank you,” I k*ssed him softly in return. The muscles in his arms loosen just at my slightest touch.

don’t have an easy rod coming. I want to have fun while we can,”

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Chapter 46

be right,” he sighed a low breath. He was so

I walked out the door holding his hand

song and show us they know some history. They had already passed their exams for school.

were banners of blue and gold and bronze hanging from the trees

had decorated a stage to perform for us on. I

for my child came in me and I grabbed his hand out of instinct, I was never one who could hide their

would bring on the deep scare of my child being taken from me by these enemies who

to be carefree

Annette nothing will hurt

thumb over my knuckles and I nodded my head for them to

voices sang us a song of the pack. How we settled hear 300 years ago hunting the animals and building the keep as a place of refuge for those in the

was a

and it warmed my heart. Their nervous faces and soft smiles

laughed giving them their rewards of candy and cookies. They had passed

and they all bowed their

they all repeated jumbled together.

bows. The little boy I had helped, Mark, was in this group and I may have clapped a little louder when he hit the bullseye. His jump and cheers were infectious and

me to earn their rewards. Trinkets, toys, candies.

to the last group of those who were graduating. They were to fight if they wanted to be warriors or heal if they wanted to be healers. Show us their crafts if they wanted to be makers.

she’d woven over the year that

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