Chapter 9
I strolled the sunshine-filled footpaths of pack, having got bored with sitting around at home, it was truly not the place I wanted to be staying for long. My job searches were not proving successful whatsoever. The school here had a fully equipped teaching staff, though I am sure Miles would ensure there was no hope of a role there for me anyway. He seemed determined to make my life as difficult as he could for me. I have no clue why, but it was like he was determined to punish me for being his fated mate...
Going along similar lines, none of the packs nearby would even speak to me regarding work. The schools within the nearby human communities I had applied to had yet to get back to me, and as time went on, the less hopeful I became that my applications for the teaching roles there were successful. And much could be said for the ones slightly further afield too. It seemed nothing was going to work. I was giving up hope. I really began to wonder if Miles was influencing these in some
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