“Absolutely,” I agree.
“My mate has been talking to our alpha, and he has reached out to two of his friends in the States. You know, the offer still stands that you can come to us, but…”
“It would mean leaving the continent,” I conclude. “Which makes it more difficult for Marina and Faye.”
“If we don’t find any other solution, we can still come back to this one,” Amelia says. “For now, I will try to find a safe, good place here.”
“Amelia…” My voice trails off, and I am not sure how to continue.
“What’s wrong, dear?”
“I feel anxious,” I admit. “But not the normal kind of… Fuck, I don’t even know how to explain it. I…sometimes there is a shiver going down my spine.”
There’s silence for a moment. “Do you think someone is watching you?”
“I don’t know,” I confess.
“Be extra cautious, Gwen. I don’t like how that sounds. Actually,“ she pauses.
“Actually?”
“I’ve briefly talked to Maddox. We try to keep our contact as low as possible so his father won’t find out, but I managed to get him during a quiet moment yesterday. It seems like there are weird movements happening in your old pack. Apparently, your ex is restless. Maddox told me he is trying to keep the guy occupied. All of that doesn’t need to mean anything, but…”
There it is again: a shudder going down my spine.
“I need to be really cautious. Do you think I should move again?”
“Maybe not immediately. If someone keeps tabs on you, it’s probably good if you pretend everything is alright. You are Elsa, a human woman. No one ever sees Marina anyway, and Faye is a little girl like any other little girl. If you move now and run away in panic, I am afraid it might trigger someone.”
“True.”
“That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t plan your exit.”
“I get it,” I mutter. “I don’t like it.”
“If this continues, I’ll want you to come to my pack, asap, and then we can try to find you a permanent place from here. It’s still not good to uproot Faye and Marina’s lives, but if you are in any danger…”
“Yeah, I agree.” I sigh. “I will think this through.”
“Right, no rash decisions. It might not be anything serious going on. You have been stressed for many years after all.”
“It’s exactly why I don’t quite trust my gut feeling,” I admit.
“Listen, Gwen, stay on alert, but don’t panic. I will think of something fast. I didn’t think it would be so pressing, but I am on it more than ever.”
“Thank you. You don’t even know me, yet you are so kind.”
“Maddox rarely reaches out to me,” she admits. “It’s not like the both of us were ever really close, but unlike the rest of his rotten family, he has potential. It’s the first time he asked me to help someone.” She pauses. “You are a good person, Gwen. Not many would do what you are doing. The moment I heard your story, I knew I wanted to help.”
My talk with Amelia didn’t chase my worries away, rather the contrary, but it helps to know that she is pushing for us to find a pack. When I turn to go back into the house, I halt in my step. My eyes fall on a fluffy kitten. It’s orange colored and a bit chunky, but so adorable. The moment it spots me, it comes walking towards me and jumps right into my arms.
What… first Tiger, then Tuesday, and now this cat?
“Where are you all coming from?”
fourteen
Where Are They Coming From?
