my father snaps at Mark and growls deeply, enraged. you went so far as to mate with my daughter?! How dare you. my father then turns to me This scoudrel is a liar and cannot be trusted. His father led the rival pack that invaded our lands so long ago in the dark times. His father is the reason that your mother is dead. I look at Mark, shocked. My fathers last words hanging between us.
Mark… Is that true? I look up into his black eyes, tears forming in my own. He frowns and looks at me. yes.. that is true. But I was only a yearling at the time. I had nothing to do with my father has done. Nor could I have done anything to prevent his actions
My father turns to walk away. Rose, come. We are going home I turn to follow, then hold my ground. I look between Mark and my father, torn. If I stay with Mark, my father will disown me and I will most certainly be band from the pack. If I follow my father, I will lose Mark, my mate. Were/shewolves mate for life. No other man will ever be able to satisfy me as well or make me as happy as Mark does.
My father turns to face me when he doesnt hear me behind him. His words come out in angry growls. Well? Make your choice. This man, or your pack.
Will work on a part 4. Sorry this story was a little slow at the end, I used this one to tie in the later parts to the story. Constructive criticism and comments please 🙂