Trying To Move On

I dropped to my chair as the thoughts raced through my mind. What the hell was I supposed to do?

Dominic’s POV

I paced back and forth in our newly acquired borrowed home. I had already been over to the pack house. Everyone looked at me like I was slime but I didn’t care. All I cared about was finding Laurel. I hadn’t seen her all day. Jensa had gone to the pack house earlier to try with Vince and I hadn’t seen her since. I could only assume things were going well. Which was good. I just needed to be there to pick up the pieces for Laurel when everything fell apart. Play the caring and concerned roll until I had her reeled in. Then she would be mine once more. If she even thought of leaving me again there would be hell to pay.

Just thinking about our reconciliation process had my little me fighting hard. I stopped pacing and went to pay a visit to the twins. I needed to relieve some pressure before I went to look for Laurel.