Ian:
When the announcement came that we would be leaving for yet another mission the very next day, I felt it in my bones. My wolf writhed in pain. Anger burned through me. I wanted to rip off heads, to fight everyone in the main hall, anyone who kept eating after being told they’d be taken out like animals to slay monsters the next day. Even my own squad mates. They sat and ate like it was normal. Maybe it was for them.
Haiden had just taken revenge on Clementine’s father. Clementine had gotten rid of the monster—her father. Yorick had found his mate in Clementine. Troy was off on some strange journey I couldn’t even begin to understand. And then there was me, still needing to go back to my pack and sort things out. How was I going to do that? Weren’t they supposed to let us return to our packs after every mission? It seemed they’d made a deal with these idiots, and these idiots didn’t even remember it.
Once we were back in the room, I tried to sleep. Or at least I thought I could, but they kept talking in the middle of the room, going on about teamwork. Honestly, every second I wanted to turn around and tell them to fuck off. To say this wasn’t normal. That I wasn’t going to become one of the animals sent out just to fight other animals for them. But I held it in, because I had another idea.
After everyone fell asleep, I went to find Clementine. I told her where we were going. The only reason I chose her was because I could trust her more than anyone else.
That sucks," my wolf, Juan, grumbled. And I knew what he meant. The girl we’d been so annoyed with was the same one we’d been avoiding, and now she was the one we had to choose. Because we knew she’d never tell anyone our secret. And she could unlock the phone booth.
"Are you sure she won’t tell?" my wolf muttered. "She’s pretty much known among her exes for the very reason you’re trusting her." He reminded me she’d been accused of leaking secrets. I’d seen her and them. I didn’t know who to pick or which side was right to be angry. But so far, I hadn’t seen Clementine do anything fucked up. She did seem like she had trust issues though, like when she instantly called the Warriors the first time we met in the cage.
She followed me quietly while I avoided the lurker, staying behind some trees for two minutes because I knew that was exactly how long it would take the lurker to cross the area. Eventually, we headed toward the road. That road came under the barbed wire area, but I had never seen anyone go that far. It led straight to the headquarters where the headmaster stayed, so we had to be careful, there were more lurkers past the phone booth.
I signaled for her to stay low behind a bush, knowing this was where the lurkers took their longest walk. We both knelt there, and I noticed her watching me.
"What?" I muttered, annoyed.
"Is it about your girl?" she asked. I turned to give her a look. Did she really expect me to spill everything to her?
"That’s none of your business," I mouthed, then looked away. She shrugged and turned her gaze to the road.
"Don’t you feel uncomfortable?" I asked. She slowly looked back at me. "All those alphas—three of them—are trying to pursue you. I hope you know that. You don’t seem too stupid to not notice," I added. She seemed to take it as a compliment, a smirk playing across her lips.
"Focus on the main question, Clementine, will you?" I pressed, and her smile faded, replaced by a sharp, irritated glare.


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