Escaping Dominance (Heart of a Wolf Series - Trina's Tale)

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Authors: Marylynn Bast
head, leaning further over, her voice low like she was afraid someone would hear her. “You don’t want to get caught.” She looked around. “You two will be out in the storm, just call the diner.”
    Trina nodded and smiled slightly, stepping away from the curb when Mable waved to her and Toby, then pulled away. Looking towards the entrance, Trina drew in a deep breath and released it slowly. She dreaded going through those doors. Her experiences with school had not been so great, but she didn’t want to project those feelings onto Toby. P ast ing a bright smile on her face , she l ook ed down at Toby, who peered up at her with an excited smile. “You ready to go to school?”
    He eagerly nodded and tugged on her hand, pulling her towards the door to hurry her up.  With a grin on his face, Trina couldn’t help but smile as they headed into the building in search of the main office.
    After spending the day going from office to office, then back to where they first began, Trina sat in the chair, frustrated that it was taking so long.
    Toby fidgeted in his seat, ready to go to class.
    Blowing the lock of hair from her forehead, Trina let the back of her head fall against the wall with a slight thud. No wonder Mable had dropped her off, she must have known how long it would take.
    The lady in REGISTRATIONS kept frowning at her, requesting documents. Releasing a frustrated breath of her own, the woman gave Trina a stern look over the top of her black-rimmed glasses. “When you receive his birth certificate, come back in and I can help you. Until then, there is nothing I can do.”
    There was no way she could put Toby into public schooling. Being born on pack lands, she didn’t have any kind of documentation the schools required to enroll him. She didn’t have his birth certificate and had no way to get one. A midwife had delivered Toby. The only official record she knew of births in the pack were the council’s files. Wolves went by scent and knew who the child belonged to. Without documentation, she couldn’t enroll him. She had to find a way to teach him herself.
    With Mable on the way to pick them up, the skies opened. Standing outside under the entryway, Toby was sullen because he couldn’t stay. “But Momma, I want to go to school.”
    Trina’s heart broke into tiny pieces at hearing him beg. “I know, baby, I’m sorry.” She stroked his hair and stared out through the sheets of rain, glad to see the car pulling up to the curb. With a lump in her throat, she bundled him into the back seat, then climbed into the front with a frustrated si gh and stared at the dashboard.
    “I take it things didn’t go well?”
    Shaking her head, she looked out the window and watched the large drops bouncing off the pavement before the car pulled away from the curb. When Mable patted her shoulder Trina looked over at her, her lips sagging at the corners. “He’s so disappointed.”
    “Things will work out, Hun, they always do.”
    The next morning over breakfast Mable sat down in the chair next to Toby, ruffling his blonde hair that had turned almost white from playing out in the sun so much. “I talked with Cass and she gave me some information for a home school program that will work for you.” Glancing over at Trina she continued, “ She understands your dilemma.”
    Trina frowned and wondered just how much Mable knew. She had talked to a dozen other people at the school and hadn’t scented wolf. She had avoided the packs that wandered through the diner and motel on occasion. Now that she thought of it, Mable tended to help with the rooms they occupied, without her ever mentioning anything. She turned her head, cocking it slightly, looking at Mable curiously. “What is it you really know?”
    The old woman gave her a wink. The last breakfast patron had walked out earlier but Mable glanced around anyway. Making sure there was no one listening, she leaned over the table towards Trina , her voice was barely above a

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