Chapter Three
(Wilder POV)
I swiftly put on my shorts as I take the steps to the porch of the pack house. I wipe the sweat from my forehead quickly before wrapping Elena in my arms when she exits the pack house. I breathe in her scents in hopes that it will calm me but I still have a sense of unease. I gently pull away and wince at the pain in my shoulder.
“Are you hurt?”
“I’m fine, I probably just pulled it while fighting.” I give Elena a quick kiss on the forehead before turning to look out into the crowd. My eyes begin searching the faces and I feel my unease continue to grow as I don’t find what I am looking for though I don’t know who that is.
“Quiet please.” I call out using my Alpha voice to silence everyone. “I know you all are in shock as I am surprised. It has been a long time since there has been an attack. I am glad that the new warning system for those that can’t mindlink worked. There appear to have been only minor injuries and everyone without a wolf and unable to fight made it to the safe room.” I continue my search of the crowd.
“Alpha, sir.” I turn to see a girl no more than 8 years old pushing forward with about 4 others all younger. “Miss S got us to the pack house but she didn’t go inside. Said she couldn’t.”
“Miss S?” My heart rate increases.
Trey who has agreed to be my temporary Beta until I find a new one steps past me toward the group of girls. “Miss Spencer didn’t go inside?” Trey asks rushed. My breath sticks.
The little girl simply shakes her head.” I begged but she said she wasn't welcome. Then she ran off.”
“Which way?” The two words come out rushed from my mouth, almost sounding like one.
The little girl points around to the back of the pack house. A group of us take off toward the direction the little girl points. Each movement of my arms as I run has me wincing in pain at the pain in my shoulder.
As if out of instinct I pick up her scent quickly and we make our way through the woods. It's just myself, two warriors, Trey and Paxton but we stay vigilant in case any rogues remain. We have been running for about 15 minutes getting close to the territory line between mine and Riverbend Pack when the strong scent of rot and blood mixed with hers fills the air. I falter in my stride and am overtaken by Paxton who pushes forward.
"Oh my Goddess over here."
The scene comes into view, the first thing that I notice is 3 dead rogues in their human form with their throats ripped out. I scan the area and see Paxton crouched down next to a figure slumped against a tree. She's covered in dirt and blood, her clothing is torn and there appears to be a broken tree limb coming out of her chest. If it weren't for the faint heartbeat, shallow breath and cracked open eyes I wouldn't think she wasn’t alive.
I quickly mind link the pack doctor about the situation as Paxton scoops Spencer in his arms. A growl escapes my mouth as I reach forward to take her. Paxton gives me a questioning look but doesn't give her body to me. "Dr. Alex says to meet her at her home it's closer and she'll bring equipment."
We begin running toward the doctor's home and I feel Zander becoming upset. Upset that she was hurt, upset he isn't the one caring for her. It's all puzzling to me these emotions but the one I feel most is anger. I am angry she put herself in danger instead of swallowing her pride and going to the safe room.
Spencer appears to be unconscious in Paxton's arms when we reach the doctor's house. Dr. Alex is holding open the door. As soon as we enter the house is filled with blood curdling screams and Spencer begins to thrash in Paxton's arms. He looks to Trey pleading who looks at Dr Alex. His eyes glaze over as if mindlinking.
A gasp leaves the doctor's mouth and he quickly looks between Trey and Paxton then to Spencer. "You are all welcome in my home of course. Now lay her on the couch." Spencer's screaming and thrashing stops and she goes limp again.
The doctor directs us to leave and I feel like I am literally ripping myself away.
When we get to the porch I quickly order the warriors to go collect the bodies from the forest.
"Alpha, why did Spencer think she was not welcome in the pack house?" Trey questions standing in front of me, his fists clenched at his sides. Though he spoke calmly and respectfully the anger was visible.
"There was an incident between her and I after I introduced Elena to the pack and announced the date of her Luna ceremony. I told Spencer she was no longer welcome in the pack house until she accepted that her plan had failed, and Elena was my mate."
"What incident was so bad you would do that?" Paxton seethed.
"It's not important. I didn't think she would let her pride get in the way and risk her safety.” I seeth
"Her pride? well that's fucking hypocritical coming from you. Your actions almost cost Trey his cousin and me someone I care about." A growl escapes my lips at his comment. "Instead of taking responsibility you blame her pride."
“Paxton you may be my best friend and a hunter but you will show me respect in my pack.” He just glares at me and doesn’t respond. We all sit on the porch in silence. I feel like I am fighting with myself to not go back in and be with her.
"Excuse me?" I turn toward the door of the house and see Dr. Alex standing there with a concerned expression. “I got the branch out. Luckily it does not appear to have reached her heart. She needs to go to the hospital for observation and she is going to need blood to speed her healing. It’s clear from the older scars this girl is a fighter.”
“I will arrange to have her transported to the hospital.”
“Actually Alpha.” The doctor looks nervous. “She has been in and out of consciousness but she was clear on two things. One being she wants to go to the hospital wing at the Riverbend Pack house.”
“That makes sense, one of our old pack doctors work there now he will know how to treat Spencer.”
“Well if that is what she wants.” I try and fail to hide the anger in my voice that she wouldn’t want to stay in my pack's hospital. Why would she need special treatment?
“I already called and made the arrangements, they are on their way.” The doctor responds before darting her eyes away from mine.
“You said there were two things she made clear. What was the second?” I query.
“She knows you are here Alpha and she asked…well she asked that…”
I am anxious for some unknown reason, I feel like whatever she wants I would give it to her. The feeling is somewhat unnerving. “Does she want to see me?” I begin to walk toward the house.
The doctor shakes her head, “No Alpha she asks that you leave.”
Leave? She wants me to leave?!? The comment makes anger bubble in my gut at her dismissing me, while Zander whines slightly. I don’t respond for fear of what I may say and I quickly stomp off in the direction of the pack house.
This is what I wanted after all for her to leave me alone and move on. It was the reason behind my words that night.
Chapter Four(Spencer POV)The tension in this hospital room is so thick you could cut it with a knife. Sylvia, Alpha Chris’ daughter has come to visit me. She helped to tutor me in math so I could graduate high school even if it was late and I had to go to summer school. She has become a friend and she came to bring me my diploma. She is usually chatty, like literally I wonder how she even breathes sometimes. However for the last 45 minutes she has sat on the couch in silence staring at her hands only looking up occasionally at Paxton who was pacing the room."Enough, I'm going to find that doctor and see when we can leave." Paxton declared before taking one last look at Sylvia before leaving the room.Sylvia continued looking at
Chapter Five (Wilder POV) I hate this feeling, it’s like I have no control over myself. My anxiety makes me ache to shift but I don’t allow myself to. For two days anytime I shift I would find myself at the edge of mine and Riverbend pack territory. I tell myself it is natural that I want to make sure someone that saved my pack members was okay but I can’t explain this empty feeling away. I was happy yesterday when Sylvia came to visit, I couldn’t wait for her to meet Elena. Like with everyone Elena made fast friends with Sylvia. I just watched them banter back and forth not talking about anything really with satisfaction. I truly love her and watching her happy always made me happy. I kept glancing down at her stomach, anxious to see it grow with my pup. However, that wasn’t t
Chapter Six (Olivia POV) I just lay Erik down when I begin to hear it, there is a calling in my mind almost like a mind link but it is faint. I gasp out at the voice that I hear. “What’s wrong darling?” Christian wraps his arms around my waist. “I think…I think I heard my grandma Lily.” “But I thought she died?” “She did.” I respond but then I hear it again, my grandmother's voice and a tear comes to my eye. ‘Go to her.’ “Maybe you’re just missing her.” “No, she says to go to her.” “Her?”
Chapter Seven (Spencer POV) “Freedom Pen, freedom.” The fight leaves me at Izaiah’s words in my ear. How could I have lost sight of the ultimate goal. I allow him to lead me toward the clearing in the woods. He sits down amongst the tall grass pulling me down to sit with him. “That was him wasn’t it?” I stop running my hands through the grass and look at Izaiah. “Yes.” “What happened Pen. He didn’t seem to recognize you as his mate which means he can’t have rejected you.” “He knows I’m not 18 yet.” “Does he know you’re his mate, does he know what you are?” “Know what I am, no, know that I am h
Chapter Eight (Wilder POV) Sitting next to Elena in her hospital bed an ache begins in my chest causing the worry for our unborn pup to grow. The bleeding has stopped, a nurse performed an ultrasound and we are just waiting on Dr. Alex to come in with the results of the tests and ultrasound. Zander starts to whine in my mind in pain and my anxiety increases. ‘What’s wrong? Is it the pup?’ ‘No not the pup. It’s something else. Something I can’t explain but it hurts.’ The ache in my chest increases as does Zander’s whimpering. I feel as he pulls back further into my mind and the whining lessens but not the ache in my chest. I look over to Elena and see the worry in her eyes. “Whatever happens
Chapter Nine(Elena POV)“Dear Goddess, she's half vampire Livie. What do we even know about Vampires let alone werewolf vampire hybrids.”“I’ve done my research have you?”“I was up most of the night. So far what I know isn’t good. Some High Lord of a clan of Vampires by the name Sanderson picked a fight with werewolves he couldn’t win, wanting to be the master of the supernatural world. It didn’t end well; now vampires are mostly extinct.”“So history that is all you learned so far?” Olivia lets out a laugh.“Well I do have a pack to run and a Luna ceremony in a couple of da
Chapter Ten(Wilder POV)The scent of blood has me jerking awake and I feel myself shift back to my human form. I look around in a daze and realize I am on Paxton’s porch. As I look around my eyes zero in at the source of the blood. Elena is lying unconscious on the ground, blood coming from her head. Spencer is approaching and about to reach her. A growl erupts from me in warning as I rush forward and shove Spencer as far away from Elena as I can, sending her flying about 10 feet into a tree trunk. She lays there unmoving as I pick up Elena and rush to the pack hospital. How could this happen, why was I even there?I got Elena to the hospital and they put her in a room. Dr. Alex arrives and begins to run some tests. I am really starting to hate this place. The doctor finally enters
Chapter Eleven(Spencer POV)I pull my knees closer into my chest hugging them closely as I can hear people moving around me. Someone grasps my wrist and I try to jerk it away but a warm cup is pressed into my palm. I relax slightly and wrap both hands around the cup drawing it in closer. The smell of the coffee whiffs toward my nose and the slight smell of cinnamon mixed in it brings tears to my eyes. This used to be my favorite thing to drink, my favorite smell now it is ruined by him.His rejection rings in my ears and I press the coffee cup to my lips and take an attentive sip. The taste of the coffee mixed with the sweetness of the vanilla and cinnamon make a whimper leave my lips. I don’t know how long I have sat on this couch wrapped in a blanket staring at