Chapter 94 Miles

• Being back in my pack felt so good. The place I was meant to be. The place I belonged. And the place I planned to make my own. Despite not being away too long, it had been too long. This pack was mine. My home and the place I needed to be. This place needed me as much as I needed it. I would be the Alpha here. I was certain of that. Of that there was no doubt. But, for some reason, my Dad seemed determined to want to have me out of here before I had a chance to get settled again. Off on this search for the chosen mate they seemed to be craving for me.
• I did not need a mate to make me strong. I was strong enough on my own. Or I would be when I brought Bailey home. I needed her close to gain my full strength that the fated mate brought. That was what legend told us. And that was what I needed. I needed my full strength. She needed to be back home. She should never have been allowed to leave. And I needed to find a way in which to do that. Yet, I had not found a way in which to do that yet, not with my parents constantly breathing down my neck, or Jordan following me around like a little lost fucking dog, watching my every move. I had not found a way, but I would.
• And even more irritating, was her number seemed to be disconnected now. She had gone. Uncontactable now through the number I had for her. Telling me that she was intentionally not wanting me to speak to her. So, I needed to speak with her sister. That had been my plan for today, but Morgan was still in a mood with me after our last argument…