Stronger

Graysons POV

If it was a perfect world I would have her in my arms the second the battle was done. In my head she was already against my chest, warm, defended, soft, sheltered.

Fate had other plans.

They had retreated enough to lick their wounds but they came back trip now, seemed endless.

in full force. What should have been a three-

We took what they had, supplies, supply routes, and three other areas where their wolves were stationed.

What we had attacked appeared to be a small headquarters for them on our lands, capitalizing on the blurry lines of our pack boundaries to go undetected.

No matter how many cameras I put up, booby traps I set, or warriors I stationed, these slugs seemed to sl*p their way through the finest of cracks.

The more squeezed the easier it was for them.

After the main battle every day a tiny skirmish broke out, blocking my way to her, withholding her from me.

“Let go to my pack, regroup. It’s obvious they want you kept from each other, why I don’t know,” Darren counseled me

staring at me intently.

Eventually, I agreed. I had her brother with me and more importantly being away from her was turning me into a

monster.

Each day I was more violent, more unhinged, I found myself mirroring the childlike whipped–up emotions of her

brother.

Enzo nipped and clawed inside me lashing about frenzied. He controlled my movements more and more unleashed and hectic for the touch of her.

What was supposed to be a week has now turned into three.

I presently grabbeda man’s n*eck as we made our way onto Darren’s land again hours away from the safety of his walls.

I snapped his n*eck with a single squeeze and tossed him. I dodged an arrow and threw a knife at the wolf who tried to shoot me and I heard the b*dy hit the ground.

1 felt myself ripping up my seems. Is this what Charles was talking of? The craze of Alpha blood? I had never experienced this haze of rage and fight before.

All I wanted was blood, all I craved was the sight of one more of their warrlors dead on the ground and I enjoyed it.

I b*dy slammed one wolf against the dirt over and over feeling ribs crack and the air leaves him, their eyes rolling back

eventually.

I took my claws into the ribs of one of their women warriors until I was able to grate and pull her just enough apart. She was alive but she wouldn’t be the same.

I came from two alphas as she did but we were still not the same. She had complerely pure diphonined for generations. Goddess save me that she was pregnant and unable to fight.

I tried to picture her, my small, caring; nurturing, forever understanding Annette blood covered and unininged. My mind was unable to draw her up that way.

She called to me the second the moon was high.

*I’m safe

“the baby is healthy

*be safe

‘come home

“I miss you

“watch over him.

*I’ll wait for you

I was a couple of hours from the walls of Darren’s keep and then I could call her, call the helicopter and fly to her. Be home, become a man again, feel her gorwing belly and maybe I’d be alittle less bloodthirsty.

I had no doubt they’d moved in far too close to my walls with my absence. If Charlie was a good man he’s kept enough at bay. I had faith in him.

I grabbed another wolf that was trying to choke James out. I punched him until my arm felt sore, focusing on his face only when it was over. Bloody pulp was left and only a small sliver of remorse hit me.

She was growing my babe on her own, I was to be waiting on her hand and foot as she grew large, and here I was kept from her like a toddler in a game.

Some wolf charged me and James clawed down the front and back of his skull an anguished cry leaving him.

“Retreat,” they called. They always called a retreat. They always called to flee.

1 marched on not waiting to see who all was left. I was unable to focus on them any longer.

Darren’s troops came and fired upon them forcing them back further. I walked past them moving alung until I reached

the walls.

He found me and pointed me towards his gates and soon after James was trailing behind us.

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He had come to respect me, if only as a warrior and he followed me after battles helping me see to the others and gather supplies.

I hadn’t expected any of this from the crazed hazy–eyed monster I’d seen on the battlefield but now I knew he had some idea of responsibility.

I looked around at their homes the few people who gawked at us from their hiding spots. The surge for her hit me hardest then.

“Grayson here,” Darren handed me a phone before heading into his main building.

I grabbed the sat phone and called her.

“Come on, come on,” I was irritated by the noxious ringing.

*Grayson!” She cried for me over the line.

Netta,” I breathed in for the relief of her sound. “We’re within Darren’s walls, safe we’ve lost 4 warriors, 7 are injured, but send the copter I’ll come now.” I told her.

I heard the static for too long before she spoke. “You should stay….”

I felt broken for a second. “What?” My voice broke..

“They’re expecting you to leave. They want you to leave Darren alone to attack they have you comered. I should send the copter for the bodies but it should have more weapons and Charlie or Matt,” she explained to me.

“I’ve been gone three weeks,” I reminded her.

“So has Darren,” she reminded me. “If you leave they’ll know it and Darren won’t have his strongest defense right now. Stay finish the fight,” she instructed me.

I was a desperate man without her, I wanted the sanity of home, but she was right. I had to break them before I left my ally, he had helped me I had to do the same.

“I’ll be home by tomorrow morning,” I promise and I intended to keep it.

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I felt myself ripping apart at the seams?

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