Chapter 47
I kept my eyes shut but breathed out.
âWhy are you planning on asking me to train them if you âdonât trust any Windril bloodâ?â
I opened one eye to look at Isaac. He stood there, leaning on his left foot with a slight grin on his face.
He shrugged and pursed his lips.
âWhat can I say, I have a soft spot for tragic backstories.â
I co cked a brow. I call bu llsh it.
âReally?â
I asked drawling out the âyâ incredulously. Isaac and I stared at each other for a few seconds before gave in. Shoving his hands in his jean pockets, he kicked at the ground mumbling.
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âOkay, fine. I know Alpha Oliver wouldâve wanted me to. You know what heâs like with these things. He hates leaving vulnerable people behind. People like Lila.â
He paused, warily looking up at me before quickly darting away. I kept my face blank even when my heart slightly tightened at the name. The sore subject still difficult for me to talk, hear or even think about being the cause.
âHe hates the idea of abandoning someone in need.â
Isaac gave me a lopsided smile.
âJust like you do.â
I just kept staring at him. I knew deep down inside, I wouldâve agreed anyway. I just used the ideas of disadvantages to try to convince myself I wouldnât. At first, I wasnât sure who Iâd send but seeing as Isaac was more than willing to do it, I believe I found my person. With a nod, I conceded to the idea. I pulled open the drawer and took out a single pack transfer sheet. Isaacâs attention fell to the paper I slid across the desk toward him. Handing him a pen, I gave him a hard look.
If Cade wanted help with training, then Iâd have to send the best I had.
âYou leave tomorrow.â
Isaac prepared his luggages that very same minute. He decided on only bringing two sets with the idea of getting more at their territory. That night, I had a hard time sleeping. Worry and anxiety crept up inside me but I blocked our bond so he wouldnât notice. I knew if he felt the tiniest bit of hesitance on my part, he would revoke his offer and sit his as s right here. I didnât need him changing his mind because of my needless worrying. So with only a few hours of sleep on my body, morning came quickly and it was time to part with him.
âIf anything is wrong, and I mean anything, please call me back. Donât try to handle everything yourself.
I may have promised to train them until I saw fit, but Iâm your Gam ma. I wonât hesitate to turn tail and run my way back home if you do. Pride be da mned. My loyalty lies with you, not with them. Our blood oath is evidence of that.â
I gave Isaac a reassuring smile before grabbing hold of his neck and nuzzling our foreheads. together.
Doing this was an intimate thing between close companions. Whether it be lovers, friends, siblings, comrades it was a meaningful gesture. It showed complete trust, affection, and how valuable the relationship between the two wolves were. It was a good indicator of familiarity.
âYou worry yourself more than I worry for you, Isaac. Iâll be fine. Take care of those wolves. Theyâll need all the guidance they can get.â
With one last nuzzle, I let Isaac pull away and watched as he got in the van. Cade was more than
ecstatic to hear that I was sending my Ga mma, of all people, to train them. Ideally, the training sessions would only last a few months; six at most. But thatâs only if he manages to teach them the basic understanding of combat.
I remained rooted to my spot, thinking of Bentley and how much prouder he wouldâve been to see how far Isaac has grown. Of all his accomplishments, I was there to see it. His passing the Gam ma training, his first Gam ma challenge, taking the oath, taking the blood oath⦠everything. I could almost see Bentleyâs face melting into that warm smile that made his bluish green eyes sparkle even brighter.
The same smile he gave Lila when heâd see her talking animatedly about anything and everything.
The kind of smile a father would give his child for simply breathing.
âAlpha Selene, weâve just received a message from the Nightwake pack. Alpha Walker has an audience with you at his territory today.â
requested
My eyebrows raised at this. I couldnât help but let out a small laugh. He wanted to see me? I didnât think heâd quite literally take my words and set up an appointment. Then again, if it wasnât a formal invitation thereâd be no way I was accepting it. Noah looked at me quietly with the sensation of unease releasing out from our bond. He knew my history with Landon and my family. Once we formed the blood oath, we formed somewhat of a soul connection. Everything I went through, he knew. Everything he went through, I knew. The same thing with Isaac.
I knew his history as he knew mine.
He felt like it wasnât a good idea. A million things could go wrong by attending this âmeetingâ. Fights could break out, tempers could be lost, screaming, yelling, crying. I shuddered. I was certain if Isaac was here, heâd feel the same way. But sadly, I wouldnât be listening to their request had they asked me not to go. Denying the request was like running away. Landon would know I was purposely avoiding him if I decided to refuse the meeting. I wouldnât give him the satisfaction of thinking he still had an effect on me. Granted, the mate bond was still there but it was mostly just a slight pinch. The anger and fury residing inside me overpowers that small spec of emotion.