Jazzy I packed a few things I wanted to take with me, and as I locked the backdoor, I saw that he was still unconscious on the ground. I spent the night in a cottage I knew was unoccupied, and after I left the territory, I sighed in relief, but that was short-lived when I felt his presence behind me again. I will always be grateful for what Keir and Lakota did that day, and after hearing Lakota's story, I know she would never allow a female in that situation, not if she can prevent it. It is also the reason why she took me with her to Silver Shadow Pack to put a stop to their practices; I just hope Denali and Carmen are able to overcome whatever they did to them. I know I won't be getting any sleep tonight; my body doesn't allow it as I slept the bigger part of the day already, and my mind is running in circles. It runs from my rejection to Tychon, from Tychon to Josy, and from Josy to our entire Pack. After Lakota found out that Jake had been a Mountain Lion, she informed the entire Pack, and it didn't take long before we all realized that was why the members of Hidden Mountain Pack took chosen Mates, but none of us could understand why they would reject their Goddess-given Mate. Dusk pointed out that it was probably out of prejudice, just like rejecting your fated Mate because of their rank, and it had pissed both of us off. I had vowed to Dusk that I wouldn't reject our second chance Mate if he was a feline shifter, but I hadn't counted on feeling hurt when Tychon had seemed reluctant to come with us. I still felt hurt when Lance woke me up that morning, and I might have reacted worse than I should have. "Might," Dusk huffs in my head, and I know that she is right; I did overreact. Just like I did when Keir told me Tychon wanted to talk to me about Josy, and I don't blame him for running. I just hope he will return soon. I need to explain myself to him and his Leopard, and I have to give him the chance to tell me his own story. "Do you think we will have Kittens?" Dusk asks, and for a moment I am too stunned to answer. I think about it for a few minutes before I answer her. "I have no idea; I don't know if it works the same as with a Lycan and Wolf couple. In their case, the more dominant gene will determine the kind of Pup they get; I even know of couples that have had both, and that could mean we won't know until they are born. If we can work things out, I couldn't care less if we had Pups or Kittens; maybe a few of both would be nice," I answer, and while I am thinking about a litter of Kittens, I drift off to sleep. *I wake up to someone knocking on my door, and for a moment I wonder why I am in my old room—that is until last night's events rush back to the front of my mind. "Jazzy, I know you are in here and that you are awake. Open up or I am going to ask Argos to break down the door." I hear Josy yell from the other side of the door. Chuckling, I get out of bed. She would ask him to do it, and knowing Argos, he will be more than willing to break down the door. He is as protective of Josy as I am, and when I had asked him why, he had said, "My baby Sister is a Lycan; she doesn't need me to protect her. So I decided to find myself a baby Sister that could use my protection." Josy had ducked behind Cian when she had yelled at Argos he was a horrible big Brother, that he would scare off her fated Mate, and the look on his face had me in stitches. Unfortunately for Josy, Argos hadn't given up on looking out for her, but she has come to terms with having a big Brother, and sometimes she even tells him she is glad he chose her as his baby Sister. "Okay, where is the fire?" I ask her as I open the door. She just pushes past me and tells me to get dressed. "You are having breakfast with the rest of us, and for your sake, I hope Tychon has returned." She growls as she walks into my closet and walks out with one of my favorite outfits. A high-waist skinny jeans, a short-sleeved crop top, and a pair of my favorite boots. I stare at her as she places everything on my bed, and I wonder why I hadn't missed these items in my closet. "I didn't pack up everything, hoping that someone would knock some sense into you." She answers my unasked question as she pushes me towards the bathroom. "Fine, little spitfire. I will get dressed, just stop being annoying." I mumble, and the next thing I know a pillow hits me on the back of my head. "You did not just hit me with a pillow." I growl softly as I slowly turn around, and a second later the door opens to reveal Argos behind Josy. "Oh, you called that big Brother of yours to protect you. You are in trouble, young Lady." Dusk growls softly, and Argos asks Josy what happened. "She called me little spitfire." She answers him with a pout as if it is the biggest insult in the world, but Argos also knows she did something in return. "Mmhm, and what did you do?" he asks with a semi-stern look, and the moment she tells him she hit me in the back of the head with a pillow, he is rolling in the aisles. I hit the shower as Argos is trying to get himself under control, but I know that every time he looks at Josy he will start again. I had taken my clothes with me, and I am fully dressed by the time I emerge from the bathroom. Argos is still trying to get himself under control, and every time he starts again, Josy tries to give him a stern look, but it doesn't do anything when it concerns Argos. Josy grabs my hand to pull me out of my bedroom, and I yell over my shoulder, "Close the damn door when you're finished, Argos." Regretting it the moment I turn around to see Tychon standing there with a murderous look on his face.