Anywhere But Here

Each day that passed since the day of that challenge, Acere could feel himself becoming more distant from the pack he called home over the last couple of seasons. Spring had begun to erupt across the lands, and he could have sworn they had been in Abaven for longer than two seasons. It certainly felt that way...so he was glad about that realization that they hadn't been there for long. It meant cutting ties would be easier. Or so he hoped. Actaea had brought up the idea of starting a pack all their own. To redeem the Praetor name and right the wrongs his brother had done. The idea had been tempting then, and it was still tempting now. He hadn't told Shaye or anyone else of his plans...the only ones that knew was him and his niece and nephew. So far.

But he supposed getting the word out might help for the day he was ready to claim it. Who knew, maybe his neice and nephew were doing the same as well. But he had made it clear to keep quiet about it around Abaven. He had the feeling Shaye wouldn't like the idea and would likely do what she could to try and stop him. But he didn't think he would or could be stopped. She had shamed him in front of all of Boreas...and that was something he was not willing to let go anytime soon.

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