CH. 3 Happy Or Sad

The forest was dead silent besides the harsh breaths coming from Remy. I could see his muscles go from relaxed to tense as he stood in a protecting stance. A powerful growl tore through the the silence and Remy started to shake, probably on the verge of shifting. The warriors took a step closer, earning them another warning growl. The pack fighters had already shifted

into their second form, wolves with sharp, blade-like teeth. They stood in front of us, nearly sixty five feet away, not backing down. I hesitantly laid my shaking hand on Remy's back, feeling his muscles flex under my touch.

A warrior stepped forward out of the middle with his weapon pointed at the man in front of me. I recognized him as Dean, the Alphas first son, oddly my first crush, and the leader of the fighters and warriors. His grey eyes flickered to me before settling back on Remy.

"Genevieve, move your fat ass over here. My father wouldn't be happy if you got shot in the process.!"

Before I could understand what was happening, Remy stood in front of Dean holding him by his neck, so they were eye to eye.

"No one touches her or I'lIl snap your neck without a second thought!"

Remy's voice held power as he threatened Dean, squeezing his neck for emphasis.

"Back down, blood sucker, you're on my territory." Dean growled out obviously oblivious to who or what Remy was.

I could see Remy let go of Dean as he started to shake, not in anger but in laughter. Was he asking for a death wish?! I ran to them, hoping to prevent

the huge fight that was bound to break out.

"Dean, just let us go, he'll be leaving." I tried to convince him, pointing to Remy at the end.

Their heads snapped in my direction, both looking furious. I didn't understand how the situation could worsen by just a few words.

Remy opened his mouth but Dean beat him to it.

"Who do you think you are, Genevieve? Just do us all a big favor and shut the fuck up.

With that, Remy lunged at Dean, knocking him over before punching his face repeatedly. Dean struggled against Remy, but couldn't land a strong enough hit. The warriors and fighters were ready to intervene, though Dean growled indicating he didn't need their help. Remy hadn't looked like he was planning to stop any time soon but if he didn't, he'd be signing his death

certificate by killing the next alpha.

"Remy, stop!" I yelled, hoping he would listen.

His head swung in my direction. His appearance scared me more than he had when he was chasing me into the forest. His once blue eyes were now a beady black, with no trace of white. What really caught my attention were his

two sets of long sharp fangs, producing from his gums. I fell backwards, from the internal shock, but was caught when two fighters caught me before holding me back and, may I say, it was very painful. I struggled against them, needing to stop this fight between Remy and Dean.

Remy had turned his angry eyes back to Dean and he raised his hand. His normal fingernails were gone and replaced with long sharp claws, those of a werewolf's. My heart literally dropped to my stomach. We all knew what Remy was about to do. Remy would bring his claws down, ending Dean's life.

I shut my eyes tightly, thinking this was all just a dream right?! Though, as soon as I had my eyes shut, I reopened them when shots were fired. The

shots rang through my ears, practically piercing through my eardrums.

The sight in front of me was worse than the pain in my ears. A non moving Remy was sprawled across the ground, next to a battered and heavy

breathing Dean. I managed to escape the hold of the two men and ran to Remy, ignoring Dean. He was a Werewolf; he would heal from his beaten

state.

Remy's white shirt was now turning a dark red as it coated with his blood. A quiet sob left my mouth after lifting up his shirt, to see they had shot him

with silver bullets laced with Vervain. That specific combination would prevent him from healing. He needed medical help if he wanted to survive

this. Tears flooded my eyes, knowing that my pack was not willing to help him. They had done this. They killed my mate.

I held on to his hand, kissing the back of it. It wouldn't be to long until his breathing stopped and his heart too. I felt worried and it wasn't my worry for him, but vise verse -he was worried about me. It was then that l could feel the mate bond. Not much but stronger emotions, like anger, fear, happiness and worry. I felt the need to kiss him right, just one kiss.

I pressed my lips lightly against his cold ones. I didn't know if they were cold because he can control his body temperature or if it was the more obvious answer. My warm lips moved against his still ones. I begged for any kind of movement. Dean would regret this, I promised to myself.

"Dean, you have to help him! He'll die if you don't!" l cried, pushing Dean, who just smirked before calling his men "Take him to the cells and remove the bullets from his chest, so he can heal."

A wide smile went across my face, though the warriors looked confused and angry. Nobody was making a move to lift Remy.

"You need to hurry, please!"

Was I the only understanding this fatal situation?

"You are so naive, Genevieve I You really think I'll let anyone remove the bullets? Well if you did, then you thought wrong! Take him away; I'll be there once I get her home."

The last part was directed at the warriors.

As if then, I hated Dean! He was so inconsiderate and just a plain asshole! I watched them take Remy away, manhandling him like a piece of meat. I needed to get him help. Remy was my... soul mate and I needed him to be alive. I didn't feel love for him yet, but I felt an unnatural pull, and already cared for him.

lignored the humorous look in Dean's eyes, and made my way home. He followed me all the way to the beginning of the forest followed by him

shifting and leaving. I went to the herb shop, to see if my dads were still there. They could possibly help as betas of the pack.

"My baby girl," Nick said, jumping out of the arms of my other dad and running towards me. "oh god, what happened?"

"it's a long story. I need your help. Dean took Remy to the cells after shooting him with silver bullets laced with Vervain." I ranted, looking from one to the other.

"Wait, who is Remy?" Spencer asked me, confused.

"Remy also known as the hybrid is her mate. Am I right EV?"

Nick looked to me for confirmation.

I nodded with a weak smile. The idea of having a mate is still surprising.

Remy couldn't possibly be as vicious as they made him sound in the stories.

It didn't matter to me though at this moment, I just knew I needed him to survive.

"We'll talk about this mate situation later. Right now I'll notify Alpha Hall and see what can be managed. Alright, baby girl?"

Spencer hugged me before retrieving his phone to call Alpha Hal.

I was glad there was just a hint of hope. While my fathers' handled this part of the situation, I went home real quick to shower and to change into new clothes. Black sweats, a black tank top, my red oversized cardigan and burgundy converse. I didn't feel the need to get all dressed up at ten thirty pm. I pulled a beanie over my head and left my room to go downstairs. My fathers sat at the kitchen bar, talking quietly.

"What did the Alpha say?" I asked them, walking into the room.

They both looked worried, resulting in fear creeping up my spine for Remy.

Spencer spoke first, holding my other dad's hand in his own.

"The alpha understood your plead and is getting someone to remove the bullets. However once he is healed, he has to leave red moon territory

immediately:"

I didn't know whether to be happy or sad. I didn't want him to leave. I hadn't even gotten to know him yet. I had so many questions for him. The truth was Remy was mine and I was his. And we hadn't even had the chance to get to know one another. I felt the familiar burning behind my eyes as they became watery. My hands clenched into fists, this wasn't fair.

"Your father and I have spoken and although you will always be our little girl, you are old enough to make your own decisions. You should consider leaving with Remy, for a life with your soul mate. We only want you to be happy and safe. Just think about it and we'll go see him in the morning. regardless of your decision."

I didn't expect that, especially coming from Nick.

I took the information in, flopping into a chair. The tears clawed at my eyes before rolling down my cheeks. I wiped them away with anger. It was just not fair. I didn't want to leave my parents and friends, yet I didn't want to wonder what if.