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Chapter 31
Turning back, she walked out of the gym without another glance. I resisted the urge to groan. Isaac
getting on edge can only mean it’s nothing good. The guy had b alls made of steel. He hardly ever let
anything get to him. He was as emotionless as a rock when he was in his Gamma mode.
Isaac.
My Gamma.
Bentley’s son.
The first thing I did after agreeing to take up Meredith’s offer was find him. He was training for his
Gamma position, so I knew where he was. He was where everyone went to training. I wondered if the
news of Duskfall’s demise had gotten to him. My heart bled for the man I didn’t know but felt related to.
I couldn’t even begin to imagine the kind of shock and trauma he’d go through.
I dropped everything on spot to go there. Meredith had encouraged me, personally bringing me there to
tie up loose ends before beginning the next chapter of my life. When I arrived at the training grounds,
his mentors had said that the news did reach him, but he wasn’t taking it well. He’d sh ut himself in his
room for days, not bothering to come out. The mentor’s couldn’t force him out either so they left food
for him outside the door.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnytime they came back to check, the plate would be gone.
The loss hurt him badly. I expected it to. No one could possibly be okay after receiving news of
everything and everyone you loved burning into ashes and you weren’t there to help. If he was
anything like me, he must’ve felt responsible. He would’ve felt guilty.
I remember my first encounter with him perfectly. Every detail of our conversation burned into my mind.
The mentor led me down the hall, the heavy oppression of power weighing me down. The testosterone
and aggression filtering through this house was intense. Males who lived here were training to be either
a Beta or Gamma, so naturally the aura around the house would be immense.
The female sanction was in another building miles away.
We walked on for a few minutes in silence. His mentor was built up with muscles clearly defined from
his thin shirt. A big man who had fought many battles and won many battles from the tattoos riddling
his biceps. A warrior at his prime. We stopped in front of a door near the end of the hall. The mentor
look at me, eyes a little wary before nodding to the
room.
“This is it.”
He said roughly. He folded his arms across his chest and sighed heavily. His hard eyes darted to
search my face and from the moment it connected, I knew he was having second thoughts about
allowing me to see him.
He was worried about Isaac. Almost every trainer was. This was the first time it happened. A lone man
training only to hear that his entire pack was wiped out– Alpha and Luna
12.8%
included. For him, no one could ever understand his pain. He was alone. No family, no pack to return
to. All his training to be a Gamma gone to waste because how could he be a Gamma to a pack that no
longer existed? He lost everything. His family, friends, pack,
purpose.
And the worst part was that he was training in order to be able to protect his pack, yet he wasn’t there
when they needed him.
He was, in a way, a rogue.
“I have to warn ya, doll face… Isaac hasn’t been very”
He made a face. His eyebrows knit together and his lips pulled back in a line,
“kind to people lately. I’ll stay out here in case anything happens but um… do be careful.”
He moved out of the way. Taking his advice into consideration, I lifted my hand and gently knocked on
his door. To my surprise, the moment my knuckles touched the wood, the door creaked open. It wasn’t
locked. The room was dark. No light lit up the room. I wasn’t even sure if anyone was inside until I
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmheard a gruff,
“Get out.”
It wasn’t a request. It was an order. My wolf instantly growled at the disrespect toward us, but I pushed
her down. My human side understood where the hostility came from but my wolf was blinded by her
pride. Shaking off any hesitation inside me, I steeled myself and stepped closer.
“I said”
The voice got louder. Harsher.
“Get. Out.”
I frowned. His voice was raspy, almost dry. He sounded si ck. I had to get through to him somehow but
what do I say? How do I start a conversation? I had a million things I wanted to say all at once. I
wanted to tell him about Bentley, about how he was like a father to me. I wanted to talk about how he
often talked about him like he was the most precious thing in the world. I wanted to tell him I was sorry
for being too weak to do anything. To be the only one that survived when literally everyone in that pack
deserved to.
I wanted to tell him I understood. To tell him I know he feels.
How losing everything feels.
But all that came from my m outh was,
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