Tychon Makucha has been nagging at me ever since I screwed up yesterday; he had to point out that my unwillingness to come to Crystal Blood Pack hurt our Mate, and when I had made it sound as if I would leave the moment Denali had given her testimony I had hurt my Sister. Before I had gone to sleep I had gone in search of Alpha Lakota, and I had apologized for my behavior. "I didn't mean for my words to sound as if we were going to leave; I just wanted to make clear that that would be my main priority at the moment. I want that male and that Pack to pay for what they did to Denali and Carmen. After that I need to figure out quite a lot of things for myself; I always promised myself I wouldn't accept a Mate that wasn't a Leopard, and that is due to my upbringing. I never thought I would be at odds with myself when it comes to my fated Mate, and I am not sure how to deal with this. I do know one thing; Makucha isn't willing to let me give up so easily," I told her, and Keir had been standing behind me; he told me I had hurt my Sister with my words. I apologized to Keir if I had hurt him in any way, because that had never been my intention. Lakota had told me that she would ask Jazzy to show us around, and I had gone to bed feeling a lot better. I would be able to spend some time with my Mate in the morning and try to make up for the fucked up way I had reacted towards her, her face being the last thing I saw as I drifted off to sleep. Denali and I are in the living room when we hear rushed footsteps coming down the stairs, and I smell the scent of my Mate, making a smile spread across my face. We walk towards Lakota's office when I hear Jazzy say she will die a happy woman if she never sees me again, and when she finds out we are going to live in the Pack-house too she tells Lance she is moving out. I stare after her as she runs back up the stairs, and within a minute she rushes past me with a bag tossed over her shoulder. Makucha is whimpering in my head as I watch her walking away from us; I really screwed this one up, and if I am being honest with myself I can't blame her. "Lakota, I have never seen Jazzy this angry before. This isn't just about Tychon; it can't be," I hear Keir say, and I turn towards Lakota when I hear her sigh. "You're right, Dad. This wasn't just about Tychon; I forgot she had taken the night shift from Colton, and Lance woke her after less than an hour of sleep," she answers, and I hear both males mutter the word, Fuck. Denali asks why that is a problem. "No problem, as long as there is a Rogue on the other end of the wakeup call. In any other case you better have a damn good reason, or she will chew your head off. Put that on top of your Brother's behavior and you have a recipe for disaster," Lance answers. Something tells me he has been on the receiving end of her anger before, and if he had known about her lack of sleep he would have told his Mate to handle it herself. "Quinn, when is Jazzy back on the day shift?" Lakota asks her Gamma as she walks into the Pack-house. "Four weeks; she took Colton's shift for the next two weeks, and after that she has her own two weeks of the night shift," Quinn answers, and the look on Lakota's face tells me I am in for the longest four weeks of my life. At that moment I thought I could handle those four weeks, but I was dead wrong. The first few days flew by as I was getting to know all the Pack-members and familiarizing myself with the territory. Keir convinced me to join their training sessions, and I really enjoyed those moments, especially training with the young Pups. Sometimes I would smell her scent, but I was never able to see her; she avoided coming to dinner, and I soon found out she had her meals at the diner. Josy made it clear to stay away from the diner and to stay away from Jazzy; she is very protective of my Mate. After almost two weeks of walking around the territory and smelling her scent every now and then, I ask Josy why she is so protective of Jazzy. "My parents died during a Rogue attack, and so did our Head Warrior; he died protecting me. His Mate and Daughter blamed me for his death, and despite the Alpha's efforts they didn't stop blaming me every chance they got. Alpha Lakota offered to take me with them to give me a chance at a good and normal life; Jazzy became the big Sister I never had, and she has been there for me every step of the way. Whether it was for training or when I wanted to run the diner and motel for the Pack, she always had my back," Josy says. I smile as I listen to how my Mate took a young Omega under her wing and helped her in any way she could, and I can see that Josy benefitted from having Jazzy in her corner. "How is it running the diner?" I ask her, and she tells me that it is great working at the diner, but that she doesn't really like it when family comes to visit Pack-members. Alpha Lakota explained a few things about their Pack to me and Denali, and I know that the diner is a meeting place for those that want to keep in touch with certain family members. "What is the main reason for your discomfort?" I ask, and I see a surprised look on her face.