If I could describe Mason's anger I would because he was furious. His mind irrational as he grouped together a bunch of random member and led them into an inevitable failure of an expedition to find his lost mate.

Of course, I was to blame according to him saying that I was the traitor which caused his mate to be taken and that if I wasn't so naive and stupid then she'd be here.

I was happy that at least one person was loyal to me. Alena. I felt so much relief when I heard her back me up. She told them that I wouldn't have the heart to do anything horrible. I didn't have the guts - which also could be taken as an insult.

I kind of kick myself about the situation though. We had drawn a majority of the warriors onto the field, yet left Rosie - what they were after - unattended. I was so naive and stupid that I just let them waltz in.

If I hadn't of spoken to Sebastian in the first place, Rosie would still be here with Mason. Simple as that. I wouldn't be in the worst situation ever and I wouldn't be standing staring into the eyes of a rogue wolf.

I found myself lured towards this wolf. A strange wolf with an ombre brown coat. His eyes seemed blank of emotion yet a slight recognisition was visible. I guess that's what drew me towards the rogue.

There was a cliff between us at the moment. He had led me to a bridge. A bridge made up of a tree that had been chopped down and laid across the cliff. The rogue had raised his eyebrow at me as if daring me to cross but also wanting me to stay. To stay far away from it as possible but I knew I wouldn't and so did the rogue. The rogue seemed as if it wanted to protect me, yet attracted me towards itself.

So as we continued to stare at each other, I made the first step onto the fallen, oak tree. A nervousness taking over me and causing me to sway on the oak. My eyes flashed with continuous fear.

I gulped quickly and placed my other foot onto the tree. Holding my hands out for balance, I took more steps making them swift incidentally.

I had to be more careful.

The wind was picking up at a hefty rate.

My legs quivered again but I continued knowing that the rogue staring at me wouldn't let me fall. The rogue looked as though it was ready to run and help if I needed it and something in my heart told me to trust him - maybe it was the adrenaline.

I knew this rogue. Somehow.

So as I continued my way towards him, my head becoming more leveled and my body becoming more confident with every step that I took. A smile appeared on my face for a miller-second yet when I did that, I slipped.

My leg fell from the right and so my balance fell too. I gripped the tree for support as I tried to use my upper body strength to pull myself up.

I was too weak.

I was too weak for this.

I knew I was too weak for this.

I knew that I neglected every single practice that the pack provided.

This was my fault.

Again.

I closed my eyes for a moment, ravishing the moment that I was in. Embracing the fear, the anxiety and the stress knowing that I didn't want to be in this situation again.

I heard a deep sigh from behind me. I strained my head to turn as much as I could and there was the rogue standing on a perfectly made bridge staring at me with amusement, embarrassment and dispair. His arms crossed with a quirked eyebrow.

"You're an idiot." He spoke rougly.

*

A stare off had commenced within seconds. His dark eyes  resembled his weariness and righteousness. His clothes filthy and mind  set.

"Mavis." His voice was quite gravely and determined. "I know it's been a long time but-"

"A  long time. I thought you were dead!" I exclaimed. "But you knew what  was going to happen, didn't you? So you faked your death and were gone."  Anger flooded from my veins. I was accussing him for something he may not have known but I was angry. Seeing him here... alive inicated some relief and anger within me.

He rolled his eyes. "If I didn't fake my death then you'd be dead." He seethed.

"Why?" I asked him. The abnoxious question triggered a look of annoyance.

"Why?"  His voice suddenly going calm. "Of course you are that ignorant Mavis.  Have you been living under a bloody rock all your life?"

"Well I was banned from watching television after I threw the remote at it when I was seven-"

"Mavis!" He shouted in my face, extremely aggitated by my reaction to his question. I frowned at this.

"I have been  living under a rock, Axel." I spoke angrily. "I always have been. You  never told me your real name, you never told me where you were going and  you never told me why you were near me."

"I was near you to protect you." He growls out.

"You were young, as young as me. Why in the heck would you want to protect me?" I asked him.

"Because I wasn't as ignorant as you Mavis. I wasn't stupid enough to buy into your other's lies." He responded.

"And  what did these others lie about?" I asked him with a quirked eyebrow. "What  on earth did they lie about? Is this to do with my old pack? The fact that they  even accepted me without an issue."

"Why didn't they want  you to confess your real story to others then? Why didn't they allow you  to say what you wanted to say? Why did they lie when they said that the  house wasn't yours anymore when in fact, the house was owned by your  family - fully paid for." My eyes widened at that news. "Because they wanted you within  the pack house. They wanted to make sure that you never found out who you are."

"And who am I, Axel?" I asked. "Because you don't seem to want to tell me who you are so why should you tell me who I am."

"Mavis. Stop being abnoxious for one second and listen to me. I get to tell you who you are because I know who you are." He groaned in dispair and hopelessness. "Because I know that you are a Lupus and your siblings are not Jude and Alena but Mason, Marcus and Eloise."

"I don't understand." I admitted to him. "That's not true, I would've sensed it. You're lying." I growled angrily in response.

"No. No, I'm not." He spoke with a definite voice. "But Mavis, I need your help."

"You need my help?" I scoffed. "After I found out that I am related to them." My voice straining. "I don't even want to face them right now honestly and you, you and your lies. Why should I accept what you are saying?"

"Because if you thought I was really lying then you'd be gone by now. Because you wouldn't of stopped and listened to my reasoning. Because you know that I am right."

"Why do you need my help?" Curiousity taking over me.

"I need your help to save Rosie."

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Hey there, amazing people who are actually reading my book. You are all fantastic :D

Anyway, Axel is back if you remember him from the Road Trip chapter :) I bet you all thought he wasn't coming back he's here.

Did you like that little surprise about Mavis' family? I bet a few of you guessed that they were related but were never sure but eh.

I think the book will be rapping up soon - probably around chapter thirty. I am not sure yet (maybe it'll go up to chapter forty - who knows?).

I really appreciate the regular readers and new ones too. It inspires me to write even more. I hope you are all having a fantasic morning/day/evening.

Bye! :D

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