Chapter 15

MAEVE

"I kissed him" I wailed.

I felt his comforting hand on my back stop it's movements. To say that I was feeling like the shittiest werewolf in existence, would be an understatement.

Alpha Bain and his pack had been risking their lives for days on end, whilst I was swanning around Theo's estate playing the deluded dream of a love sick pup.

I heard him let out a deep controlled breath. I didn't have much experience with my own wolf, but I knew from other pack members within the Sabre pack that he was trying to control his wolf.

I slowly removed my head from my hands, to look up at my mates beautiful blurred face between my tears. He had stood upright and was pinching the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger.

"You kissed who Maeve?" He questioned.

I could see how much it pained him to string that sentence together. He continued to take deep breaths, not yet daring himself to look at me.

I panicked. What if he hated me? Could I blame him. I had shared a passionate