Chapter 24 Rocco

• I was leaving my office, pleased with the progress of the work I had completed today. But, more so, pleased with the fact I had managed to stay away from the hospital for yet another day. I was doing well. It was like torture. And I had a feeling it was not helping me with bringing my wolf back to me, but I felt it needed to be done in a bid to bring my mate back to me. And, the updates from the hospital when I mindlinked them, sounded promising.
• Things today had been slow. Which had made it harder for me to be distracted from my thoughts of Aria. That made it harder. Which was why it was good progress. But in completing the work I had, I had been able to look over the research about this rogue camp Micah had spoken of, and it appeared all he said was true. Other than a few very young males, most residing there were women and children. Attacking them would be wrong.
• The craving to reek punishment on those who had caused the pain to my pack. To my mate. To me. Was still strong. But, with no real place to aim that punishment, the chances of ever feeling retribution was gained was slipping away from me. What made it further conflicting was I had discovered that Micah had even been sending food packages to the camp. Knowing as a rogue camp, they would have little to nothing. Going hungry... barely surviving... and as an Alpha, he wanted to help, which I did not know how I felt about. These were still the people who had arranged the potential massacre of our pack, and we did not know just how involved these women could be.