Big Bad Wolfie

A hectic week has passed.

It is finally official that my land, along with Wolfie's, is mine again.

The process wasn't pretty.

The thought gives me goosebumps, and not the good kind.

I'm obviously glad to have my territory back, and deep down I knew this is how it was going to end, but I can't help but feel overwhelmed at all the new sh*t coming my way.

We haven't even had a funeral for my aunt and uncle yet, and quite frankly, I intend to pretend nothing happened to them until then. I'm afraid of how little help I would be to anyone if I let this get to me right now.

I sent for their bodies to be recovered in the forest the day we got back and made sure to warn the recovery team of the rogues and possible hybrid survivors.

Thank the goddess the warriors I sent came back safe.

I don't know if I'd be able to bring myself to send more out there to recover their bodies.

On top of all that, I've sort of just unofficially assumed command. It's been a rather smooth transition though, because everyone else sorta just assumed with me. It's technically my rightful place, and I've been doing it on the down low for the past year, at least, so I guess we'll roll with this unofficial thing for now.

Gosh, it's all so surreal.

I've been preparing for this for the past month, h3ll, all my life, and yet I feel like I'm being hit by a tidal wave of responsibilities that I'm not prepared for.

Even though I've pretty much had them for years under my parents' best friends, now I've got werewolves, a mate, Abaddon, and hybrids to worry about.

It's such a sh*t show it's laughable.

Thank the goddess, because laughing it off is all I've been holding onto.

Rose and Brandon have also been helping with that.

They've healed up almost completely, and I've just been thanking the goddess that no amount of damage is enough to break their sense of humor as long as they have each other.

Those cheesy b@stards.

Anyway, they've been training along with me for years to become my seconds, so they've been a huge help in every department throughout this hectic time.

— even though

his dissatisfaction with my assumption to power more than anyone else, but it's good to have people around you that humble you,

to stick to all of them like glue so they can

I'm all talk, it

supervising the supplies transfer to Wolfie's —

hired someone to "borrow" from Wolfie's trade routs before they

I'm giving those

Well, some of it.

will have a better time forgiving this whole screw up if we have a peace offering, such as supplies. But I

"Hey Mari!" I heard Desi's voice call

me with a clipboard in hand and a frown on her face,

an eye on him, like some of my warriors have been assigned to keep an eye on other wolves that are helping with this process, but it's actually the

way she can, and I find it incredibly difficult to say no to her adorable self. Especially since she's being so persistent and speaking up for herself and what she wants, for once. How could I shoot

Happy after getting to know him and going on a life threatening mission with him. And a fifteen year old girl has little business walking around alone on a

shot Happy a little wink and pointed between the two of them, to which he

then

both coming towards me with confused frowns on

pointed at the information on the clip board to show me what's wrong. "First, we did a final count of the supplies to make sure everything's here," she started quietly. "Then, we noticed a lot of the stock was missing, and we double checked

drew together in confusion as I grabbed the clipboard to analyze the

dug a little deeper to find what it was transporting," Happy cut in, not

even more as I looked between

I'm trying not to jump to the worst conclusion, but it's he

you had anything to

around at all the moving parts

Desi swallowed,

at all," I glared at

followed my gaze and suddenly sniffed the

"Yes,"

I ground out as I threw the clipboard onto a near by table and jumped

prepare our house to not let him have it. He'll probably have troops over there soon enough, but if we

she jumped into action as well, going to a different entrance

"Happy,

said flanking my side