Walking through my pack clearing I noticed a few of my patrol wolves pacing up and down the border, before crossing I let them know that my Beta is in charge until I get back which would be later on today.
They nodded and bowed their heads respectfully before continuing their jobs.
Once I passed my territory line I felt the pull and change of air as I entered no man's land. I knew it would have been safer to shift but I honestly couldn't be bothered so I instead kept all my senses on high alert.
I soon noticed that I was getting closer to Kenny's father's territory. I then spotted a beautiful medium sized brown wolf lying near the edge of the border and immediately recognized it as Kennedy by my wolf impatiently pacing in my mind barking at me to hurry up.
As I continued to approach, I watched as she quickly rushed behind the nearest tree so she could shift back to her human form.
I leaned against a tree a short distance away from where she last stood, her scent still lingering in the air making my wolf restless.
A minute later she came out from behind the tree and I stood still as she slowly approached me, stopping a distance of about 5 steps between us.
I looked over at her outfit slowly taking in what she was wearing making me growl in appreciation before lifting my gaze away from her body and to her eyes giving her a distant look.
Kennedy bit her lip making me mentally groan as my focus shifted to her lips but I ignored all of my instincts to reach up and pull her closely to my chest and instead folded my arms.
Her body was leaning to the left, she was twiddling her thumbs a sign of anxiety. It wasn't an uncommon emotion that I've seen when I've been in the presence of other wolves even humans; I didn't have a reputation for no reason but it wasn't an emotion I wanted my mate to feel.
Kenny's POV:
"What did I tell you Kennedy? My mate will never leave me and I meant it. You've had far more than enough time to see your family and say goodbye. And now your time is up."
Blaine suddenly grabbed my hips, throwing me over his shoulder and walking towards his territory.
He ignored my protests and his grip tightened, but never hurt.
Not my screaming, kicking and punching made a different or use.
"This is kidnapping!" I claimed, Blaine only laughed amused.
"It's not kidnapping if you like it."
I rolled my eyes, and he suddenly moved his left hand to my butt, letting it linger there.
I nodded stiffly, still buzzing from the feeling of his lips on my skin and wanting more.
He sent a cheeky smirk my way before grabbing my hand in his and pulling me in the direction of his territory.
We held hands as we walked back to his territory through unclaimed land, where rogues were free to roam.
Rogues are wolves that have either left their pack or been kicked out. They were ruthless, soulless werewolves who don't care about rules or authority.
When we finally made it to Dark Apollos territory, Blaine's Beta Adrian met us by the border. He welcomed me back, before telling Blaine about something to do with pack business.
I was never interested with all of that, so I began walking in the direction of the house only to have my mate stop me.
"Where are you going?" He questioned, his eyebrows furrowing as I turned around. "To the house?" I replied but it sounded more like a question.
"I'm coming with you." He said before looking at Adrian muttering that he would talk to him later. Grabbing my hand once again, he began guiding me in the direction of his home and into the kitchen.
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