When I returned to the packhouse after being in the hospital, Anders had moved most of my things to a


    room on the first floor. It was just another reminder of how far I had fallen. The name stuck and I could


    hear people whispering about the broken warrior“.


    I waited until after Lily’s funeral before approaching Anders.


    “I’m leaving Anders.”


    “Where are you headed, Clint.” He asks me as we navigate through the packhouse. It was never meant


    to house a wheelchair. Anders has made amodations for me, but it’s not how the packhouse was


    built.


    “I’m taking Cara and we’re leaving. I can’t stay here.”


    He stops, turning to look at me. “No.”


    “You don’t have a say in it. I’m no good to you anymore. I’m not even capable of being your Guardian.”


    “You’re still a warrior in this pack.”


    “But a broken warrior, right? Isn’t that what everyone is calling me, the broken warrior? I can’t live like


    this. I won’t live like this.”


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    Anders snarls and he immediately sends out an Alphamand telling everyone that if they are heard


    calling me the broken warrior again, they will answer to him. His aura is so strong, I hear several


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    in the packhouse yelp.


    He turns back to me. “You’re not leaving. That’s an order.” I see Zakai hase forward and I feel his


    Alpha aura pushing over me.


    I scoff at him. “I may be broken, but I’m still a Guardian. Your Alpha aura has no effect on me.” Even


    though Donovan is still suffering from the loss of our mate and can’te forward, I’m still not affected


    by the Alpha aura. Donovan wants to leave the pack too, and he’s only harging on because of our pup.


    Calistaes running up. “What’s going on?”


    “Clint thinks he’s leaving our pack. He’s not.” He snarls at me.


    Calista crouches in front of me. “Clint. Please. We’ve already lost Lily. We can’t lose you and Cara too.”


    Calista has always been a gentle soul. Between that and her long–term friendship with Lily, I can’t bring


    myself to be unkind to her, so my voice is gentler when I speak.


    “I can’t stay here, Calista. I don’t belong here anymore.”


    She puts her hand on mine. “You do belong here. You are a Guardian of this pack, and you are my best


    friend’s mate. But I understand if being in the packhouse isn’tfortable for you any longer. Will you


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    give me a couple of months. Let me make other arrangements for you and Cara? Will you do that for


    me. please?”


    I nod, knowing I can’t deny her. True to her word, two monthster, Calista and Anders take me and


    Cara to a house that they built on the edge of the pack territory. “I’ve told the patrols to give this ce a


    wide berth. You’ll have privacy and no one will bother you here. If you see anyone breaching the


    borders, send up the rm. Otherwise, you won’t see anyone you don’t want to see.”


    They walk us inside. The house has been built for someone in a wheelchair. The counters are lower,


    the downstairs bedroom has wide doorways and rails in the shower so I can get myself in and out on


    my own. The bathroom sink is low enough for me to use without having to pull myself up and has an


    opening so I can slide my wheelchair underneath as I get ready in the morning.


    I can hear Cara upstairs. Calista took her up to show her her new bedroom. Anders showed me


    pictures and told me if I wanted to go see it, he’d carry me up when Cara wasn’t home. Calista


    decorated it for her but told her if she wanted to make any changes, she could. The only thing Cara


    asked for was a phone. I’ve noticed that she calls Alpha Liam when she’s feeling down. At first, I


    thought he would tell her to stop calling, but he never does, and he answers every time she calls. I’ve


    even heard her call in the middle of the night when she couldn’t sleep.


    The house is morefortable for me, and even though Cara is still young, Calista makes a point to


    check on her ande tuck her into bed every night. I begin to feel like I can breathe again. I


    understand what Alpha Christopher meant about fighting through and taking the necessary steps until


    you don’t have to fight them anymore. Once we moved into the house, it was just me and Cara. She


    and I didn’t have anyone else to help her get up and get ready, so I had to do it. Eventually, I get into a


    morning and evening routine and the days goes by.


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