  &quot;Well, look what we have here,&quot; A deep voice rang.
      &quot;What the h3ll?&quot; I grumbled, &quot;Wasn't someone supposed to be keeping watch?&quot;
      I glanced lazily at the rouge &quot;pack&quot; standing before us.
      &quot;I thought they were just passing through,&quot; Rose shrugged.
      I rolled my eyes.
      &quot;What?&quot; She held her hands up defensively, &quot;I forget werewolf wonderers are so much more salty than vampires,&quot; her nose scrunched up in distaste.
      I snorted, &quot;It's fine, we're getting up anyway.&quot; I forced myself up and out of Wolfie's comfortable arms and dusted myself off.
      &quot;What do y'all think you're doing in these woods? this is our territory,&quot; the rouge &quot;pack's&quot; leader growled.
      Little do they know it's actually the hybrids' territory and these little rouges just aren't big enough ga

  D@mn rouges. All they know how to do is pray on the weak.
      My aunt and uncle may have been strong fighters and the Seconds on our house, but ten rouges is a lot.
      They were only two.
      I sighed, letting myself feel only a portion of the real sadness. I'll let myself feel more when I have some time alone and when lives aren't at stake.
      But d@mn.
      More death.
      More family. Gone.
      More people to blame myself for the loss of.
      And more life ripped from good people's eyes.
      They weren't my favorite people in the world, but they were still good. Deep down, they cared about our house.
      Besides, I feel like it's an unspoken rule you don't hold grudges against the dead.
      ••• Jason's POV •••
      I watched my girl closely as I fell slightly behind the group because of my injuries.
      What hurts most though is my neck.
      It f**king hu

  Silence hung in the air. . .
      &quot;. . . You can't just say something like that and not follow up.&quot;
      I gave a dry laugh. &quot;Well, what is there to say?&quot;
      &quot;. . . Well. . . What was the dream about?&quot; He spoke quietly, trying not to wake anyone else.
      I looked at him blankly, &quot;Guess.&quot;
      He sighed and tried to pull me further into his chest, but I stopped him.
      It was my turn to sigh, &quot;You can't just do that. I'm using you as a human heater and that's all. Period.&quot;
      &quot;What if I wanna be more than just a human heater?&quot; He whispered.
      &quot;What if I don't wanna be in the middle of the woods being chased by hybrids with a mate that took over my house?&quot;
      Silence.
      &quot;Yeah, we don't always get what we want.&quot;
      He sighed. &quot;Why do you have to be so difficult?&quot;
      &q

&quot;Well, look what we have here,&quot; A deep voice rang.
      &quot;What the h3ll?&quot; I grumbled, &quot;Wasn't someone supposed to be keeping watch?&quot;
      I glanced lazily at the rouge &quot;pack&quot; standing before us.
      &quot;I thought they were just passing through,&quot; Rose shrugged.
      I rolled my eyes.
      &quot;What?&quot; She held her hands up defensively, &quot;I forget werewolf wonderers are so much more salty than vampires,&quot; her nose scrunched up in distaste.
      I snorted, &quot;It's fine, we're getting up anyway.&quot; I forced myself up and out of Wolfie's comfortable arms and dusted myself off.
      &quot;What do y'all think you're doing in these woods? this is our territory,&quot; the rouge &quot;pack's&quot; leader growled.
      Little do they know it's actually the hybrids' territory and these little rouges just aren't big enough game for them to bother.
      Maybe if they were really hungry or extremely bored they'd go af

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