tree.
“That hurt like hell, Father…”
“Yes, I could feel the pain radiating from you. Give it a moment before you try to rise. Grigori has gone to look for the shooter.”
Dmitry sent warmth and reassurance to Violet. He could still feel her fear in his gut.
It’s alright, lyubov moya. I am healed and will be home soon. Stay within the lodge until I return. He could feel her relief and her irritation about his ordering her around again. But she would stay safe for him. He smiled, knowing he would pay later for his arrogance, as she liked to call it.
The shooter is gone. Hunter’s spray masks his scent. I do not know if he is one of us, or a hunter who wandered onto our land. Grigori sent telepathically. I will attempt to track him and make sure he leaves pack lands.
Not alone, I will call Sergei to come and aid you. This feels like a planned attack. We are deep into pack territory and the borders are being patrolled. How did a hunter cross our lines? Be careful, Grigori. Dmitry sent to him as he rested against the log.
You think it is Lenka, or one of his followers. Grigori sent back to Dmitry with a growl echoing through his mind. It wasn’t hard to feel the rage Grigori tried hard to hide. He considered himself Dmitry’s protector, and was furious about the shooting.
I am not jumping to conclusions, as you should not. Report back to me at the lodge what you find. Vikenti and I will walk back. Dmitry didn’t add he wasn’t sure he possessed the strength to walk back. It would only have infuriated Grigori more. If it was a hunter, than sending an enraged wolf after him was a death sentence. Dmitry could feel Sergei getting closer and hoped having the younger wolf in on the hunt would calm Grigori’s ire. If it was Lenka, then it would be better if pack members patrolled in pairs.
Dmitry opened his eyes, not realizing he closed them. His father was looking down at him in concern. He tried to smile and reassure the man. After resting a moment he could feel his strength returning. A juicy piece of meat would help him finish the rebuilding of his blood. It was time to go home.
Kolya ran up, a pack on his back. “Thought you might like clothes. Violet is worried sick about you. It is only because she knew she would slow me down that she didn’t rush to you. I wouldn’t put it past her to head this way. Alena was trying to keep her at the lodge.”
Violet, I need you to heed me. Stay at the house. Dmitry sent to her immediately as Kolya shook off the pack and started handing out clothes.
I am not a dog to be told to stay. It is only because your sister would cry, that I remain behind. Violet sent to him, irritation coloring her thoughts.
I thank you for being so considerate of my sister’s feelings. I could wish you would be as considerate of mine.
I considered your feelings. But, being overprotective is not a good reason to order me around. Never the less, I await your pleasure.
Fully dressed now, Dmitry ran his hand through his hair in frustration. Kolya winked at him. “I brought the item you asked for. It is in the pocket of your pants.”
His father openly smiled at him. Both of them knew his mate was giving him trouble. From the looks on their faces, they might think he deserved it, or worse, it was good for him.
“Come on,” he grumbled “let’s get home.”
Walking through the woods always calmed Dmitry. The whisper of the wind through the trees felt magical and the fragrance of pine, fir and cedar soothed him. This was his home, the place he was happiest. He would have said before his heart lived here. But he knew his heart now lived with Violet. He didn’t mean to be hard on her. His gut twisted because of her upset. But, he needed to protect her and couldn’t change who he was. He felt her amusement through the mating bond. I know you can’t help it. Hurry, I need
“That hurt like hell, Father…”
“Yes, I could feel the pain radiating from you. Give it a moment before you try to rise. Grigori has gone to look for the shooter.”
Dmitry sent warmth and reassurance to Violet. He could still feel her fear in his gut.
It’s alright, lyubov moya. I am healed and will be home soon. Stay within the lodge until I return. He could feel her relief and her irritation about his ordering her around again. But she would stay safe for him. He smiled, knowing he would pay later for his arrogance, as she liked to call it.
The shooter is gone. Hunter’s spray masks his scent. I do not know if he is one of us, or a hunter who wandered onto our land. Grigori sent telepathically. I will attempt to track him and make sure he leaves pack lands.
Not alone, I will call Sergei to come and aid you. This feels like a planned attack. We are deep into pack territory and the borders are being patrolled. How did a hunter cross our lines? Be careful, Grigori. Dmitry sent to him as he rested against the log.
You think it is Lenka, or one of his followers. Grigori sent back to Dmitry with a growl echoing through his mind. It wasn’t hard to feel the rage Grigori tried hard to hide. He considered himself Dmitry’s protector, and was furious about the shooting.
I am not jumping to conclusions, as you should not. Report back to me at the lodge what you find. Vikenti and I will walk back. Dmitry didn’t add he wasn’t sure he possessed the strength to walk back. It would only have infuriated Grigori more. If it was a hunter, than sending an enraged wolf after him was a death sentence. Dmitry could feel Sergei getting closer and hoped having the younger wolf in on the hunt would calm Grigori’s ire. If it was Lenka, then it would be better if pack members patrolled in pairs.
Dmitry opened his eyes, not realizing he closed them. His father was looking down at him in concern. He tried to smile and reassure the man. After resting a moment he could feel his strength returning. A juicy piece of meat would help him finish the rebuilding of his blood. It was time to go home.
Kolya ran up, a pack on his back. “Thought you might like clothes. Violet is worried sick about you. It is only because she knew she would slow me down that she didn’t rush to you. I wouldn’t put it past her to head this way. Alena was trying to keep her at the lodge.”
Violet, I need you to heed me. Stay at the house. Dmitry sent to her immediately as Kolya shook off the pack and started handing out clothes.
I am not a dog to be told to stay. It is only because your sister would cry, that I remain behind. Violet sent to him, irritation coloring her thoughts.
I thank you for being so considerate of my sister’s feelings. I could wish you would be as considerate of mine.
I considered your feelings. But, being overprotective is not a good reason to order me around. Never the less, I await your pleasure.
Fully dressed now, Dmitry ran his hand through his hair in frustration. Kolya winked at him. “I brought the item you asked for. It is in the pocket of your pants.”
His father openly smiled at him. Both of them knew his mate was giving him trouble. From the looks on their faces, they might think he deserved it, or worse, it was good for him.
“Come on,” he grumbled “let’s get home.”
Walking through the woods always calmed Dmitry. The whisper of the wind through the trees felt magical and the fragrance of pine, fir and cedar soothed him. This was his home, the place he was happiest. He would have said before his heart lived here. But he knew his heart now lived with Violet. He didn’t mean to be hard on her. His gut twisted because of her upset. But, he needed to protect her and couldn’t change who he was. He felt her amusement through the mating bond. I know you can’t help it. Hurry, I need
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