Chapter 47


    Chapter 47


    I kept my eyes shut but breathed out.


    “Why are you nning on asking me to train them if you ‘don’t trust any Windril blood”?”


    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.


    “What can I say, I have a soft spot for tragic backstories.”


    I co cked a brow. I call bu llsh it.


    “Really?”


    I asked drawling out the ‘y’ incredulously. Isaac and I stared at each other for a few seconds before


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    gave in. Shoving his hands in his jean pockets, he kicked at the ground mumbling.


    he


    “Okay, fine. I know Alpha Oliver would’ve wanted me to. You know what he’s like with these things. He


    hates leaving vulnerable people behind. People like L.”


    He paused, warily looking up at me before quickly darting away. I kept my face nk 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.


    “He hates the idea of abandoning someone in need.”


    Isaac gave me a lopsided smile.


    “Just like you do.”


    I just kept staring at him. I knew deep down inside, I would’ve agreed anyway. I just used the ideas of


    disadvantages to try to convince myself I wouldn’t. At first, I wasn’t sure who I’d 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. Isaac’s 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 I’d have to send the best I had.


    “You leave tomorrow.”


    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 wouldn’t 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 didn’t 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.


    “If anything is wrong, and I mean anything, please call me back. Don’t try to handle everything yourself.


    I may have promised to train them until I saw fit, but I’m your Gam ma. I won’t 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.”


    I gave Isaac a reassuring smile before grabbing hold of his neck and nuzzling our foreheads. together.


    Doing this was an intimate thing between closepanions. Whether it be lovers, friends, siblings,


    comrades it was a meaningful gesture. It showedplete trust, affection, and how valuable the


    rtionship between the two wolves were. It was a good indicator of familiarity.


    “You worry yourself more than I worry for you, Isaac. I’ll be fine. Take care of those wolves. They’ll need


    all the guidance they can get.”


    With onest 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 onlyst a few months; six at most. But that’s only if he manages to teach them the


    basic understanding ofbat.


    I remained rooted to my spot, thinking of Bentley and how much prouder he would’ve been to see how


    far Isaac has grown. Of all his aplishments, 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 Bentley’s face melting into that warm smile that made his bluish green eyes sparkle even brighter.


    The same smile he gave L when he’d see her talking animatedly about anything and everything.


    The kind of smile a father would give his child for simply breathing.


    “Alpha Selene, we’ve just received a message from the Nightwake pack. Alpha Walker has an


    audience with you at his territory today.”


    requested


    My eyebrows raised at this. I couldn’t help but let out a smallugh. He wanted to see me? I didn’t think


    he’d quite literally take my words and set up an appointment. Then again, if it wasn’t a formal invitation


    there’d be no way I was epting 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 wasn’t a good idea. A million things could go wrong by attending this ‘meeting’. Fights


    could break out, tempers could be lost, screaming, yelling, crying. I shuddered. I was certain if Isaac


    was here, he’d feel the same way. But sadly, I wouldn’t 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 wouldn’t 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.