<b>Casimir’s </b><b>p.o.v. </b>


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    d’s roar has me jumping out of bed, the walls of the Pack–house are still shaking and a secondter the door opens to the room I am staying in.


    <i>“</i><i>What </i><i>is the </i><i>problem</i><i>, </i><i>Buddy</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>I ask d, but I don’t get a response from him.


    I can hear others talking, but my attention is on my Lycan and trying to find out why he roared so loudly. He only roars like this when there is a sign of danger, but we are in Blue River Pack and we are surrounded by our Army’s biggest unit.


    “Dad?” I hear Deacon ask and I see that whatever his Father is telling him, isn’t good.


    “Giselle?” I hear him ask and the answer makes him pale.


    d pushes me to the back of his mind, as he forces a shift and he runs out of the bedroom at top speed. Everyone steps back to give him space and I can hear them calling after us, but d isn’t slowing down.


    His paws barely touch the stairs as he runs down to the ground floor and we find the front door wide open. Wolves and Lycans are waiting near the front porch of the Pack–house, each of them ready to follow us to wherever d will lead them.


    He doesn’t slow down to give them orders and I doubt they are going to wait for orders. I can feel them on our tail as we head towards the gate and the Warriors that guard the gate are standing to the side, giving us a wide passage.


    It will takes us hours to get back to the Pce, but I doubt it will stop d from running all the way home. He is a Lycan on a mission and there is nothing and no one able to stop him.


    The unit members stay behind us, but two Lycans move to either side of d and I know that Roan and Gillean will keep up with


    him.


    Our surroundings <i>are </i>unfamiliar to us, but it is as if an invisible line is pulling d into the right direction and I trust him enough to not question him.


    “Roan<i>, </i>what did Deacon say<i>?</i>” I ask, while I settle in the back of d’s mind.


    “Not much<i>, </i>just that someone <i>tried to </i><i>grab </i><i>Giselle</i>. <i>I </i><i>know </i>he is <i>aware </i>of something else, <i>but </i>he <i>didn’t </i><i>say</i>.” Roan answers me and it seems to fuel d’s speed.


    “The others are still at <i>Bleu </i><i>River </i>Pack<i>, </i>your Father wants to deal <i>with </i>these trials <i>and </i>then they <i>will </i>head home. Morgan is already <i>making </i>arrangements to transport our prisoners from <i>Onyx </i><i>Star </i>Pack to the Pce.” Gillean informs me and I wonder why Dad would want them at the Pce,


    <i>“</i><i>Your </i>Father <i>wants </i><i>to </i>hold <i>their </i>trials at <i>the </i>Pce <i>and </i>he wants to <i>know </i>Giselle’s injuries, before <i>they </i>will proceed with those trials.” Gillean continues.


    Dad probably wants to know if this was Alpha Alexander’s back–up n or if someone acted on their own. No matter the oue, someone is going to pay for hurting Giselle and d will probably ask to be the executioner.


    d is awfully quiet, normally he would tell me what is going through his mind and I would try to help him make sense of it or give him answers to his questions.


    No one talks to me through the mind–link, not that I would have responded and I doubt anyone has anything useful <b>to </b><b>say</b>.


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    11:49 am DD


    Chapter 321 Not Sure


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    I have been thinking about d’s reaction, ever since he took off and I am no closer to answers. This is very unusual behavior for him and I don’t think I have ever heard of a Wolf or Lycan reacting this way, unless it involved their fated Mate.


    d is restless and agitated, he doesn’t like that we were too far from the Pce and that it will take us a few more hours to get there.


    I don’t know if it is Giselle that triggered his roar or that he felt that the Pce was in danger. Yeah, I know that sounds stupid, but d has felt like this before and it didn’t involve family. For some reason he can feel it, when someone within the Pce walls gets injured on purpose.


    d is running through the forest, crossing through Pack territories and nothing is slowing him down. He is running home in a straight line and the only time he actually moves to the left or right is when a building pops up.


    I have no idea what time it is and I don’t give a damn, all I know is that the anxious feeling d has is starting to rub off on me.


    He dashes across the border of the Pce grounds and the Warriors on patrol can barely get out of the way, not that either one of us cares at the moment.


    The backdoor of the Pce is wide open and d runs inside, not willing to waste a second in getting to the bottom of this unsettling feeling.


    He skids to a halt near the bottom of the stairs, pieces of wood, shards of ss, dirt, flowers and blood are covering the floor and d howls in sheer anger.


    “d, can <i>you </i>hand over control to Casimir?” August asks. “Giselle is in the infirmary….”


    d isn’t listening to August anymore, he just tuns around and starts running to the infirmary. Someone has closed the front door, but d just ms into it, head first and the door crumbles.


    <i>“</i>d, <i>you </i><i>have </i><i>to </i><i>calm down</i><i>. </i><i>You </i><i>are </i><i>going </i><i>to </i><i>scare </i><i>the </i><i>shit </i><i>out </i><i>of </i><i>everyone</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>Roan says through the mind–link, but the only response he gets is a growl from d.


    Someone was smart enough to warn the Warriors near the infirmary, because two of them are keeping the door open for d and he runs into the infirmary. Everyone that is at the infirmary pushes themselves against the nearest wall, giving d room to pass and then they run for the nearest <i>exit</i>.


    Being around d is never easy for most Wolves and Lycans, but being around him when he is pissed off is even more difficult.


    Doc holds up his hands to stop d, but one growl from him has Doc moving away slowly. Deanna quickly opens the door to Giselle’s room and he stops walking, while looking at the bed.


    I am <i>not </i>really sure what I was expecting to find, but it sure as hell wasn’t this.


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    Sara Lili


    Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.