The Human In The Wolf Pack
Chapter 15

Rider

I marched into my room slamming the door behind me.

How dare she accuse us of something like that? She hadn’t even been here a whole day, and she’s already accusing us and attacking our pack?! I growled angrily to my wolf.

What. The hell. Is wrong with you? My wolf demanded furiously.

I paused, surprised by his sudden tone.

How dare you scream at our mate like that? How dare you touch her? You should be glad I can’t rip you to pieces right now, you didn’t even try to explain anything to her! She has only been here a day, she’s already insecure because you f****d up before! She hates us now and it’s all your fault. My wolf hissed angrily.

She doesn’t hate us… I stated, but even to me I sounded unsure, remembering the way she trembled under my gaze.

My wolf let out a barking laugh, a sick sound that was far from happy.

You didn’t see the look on her face.

He told me, sounding devastated. I run my hands through my hair in panic. He’s right. She probably does despise us now. What was I thinking? I opened my door and went back down stairs, quietly.

I looked through Vera’s door to see her curled into herself, on the ground, sobbing so hard her whole body shook. Oh my god, what have I done?

Please go comfort her. My wolf whined softly.

But I didn’t. She didn’t want to see me right now, maybe not ever. I was too scared that I would make things worse, so I silently made my way back up the stairs and closed the door to my room softly.

All I could think was What have I done? Over and over again. My heart felt heavy as the event played over and over in my mind. After we had just started to get close, we were back to square one. She had just started to smile at me. To laugh around me. I just paced restlessly or tried to finish paperwork. At 2 am, I was exhausted. I finally laid in my bed, and I stared up at the ceiling. What have I done?

My mate hates me. My wolf hates me, and I couldn’t blame either of them. I hurt my mate. I kept replaying the scene where I grabbed her, the shock on her face. The betrayal. I let out a long, sad sigh, then turned on my side. I noticed Vera’s phone on my night stand.

I picked it up and pressed the on button, looking at her lock screen. It was a picture of her and her redhead friend. My mate…. She was smiling in the picture. Had she ever looked that bright around me? She looked happy. I had to apologize tomorrow. Maybe she’s be tired of hearing it, all I ever seemed to do was apologize. She might want to leave, which was heartbreaking. The bed felt empty without her, and it was too quiet without her steady breathing to fill the space. I made sure to keep the picture up as I fell asleep looking at my mate’s face.

…

The next morning I woke up around 8, a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. What was going on? I rolled out of bed and walked out of the room. The house was eerily silent. I started to feel even worse as I walked down stairs. I checked Vera’s room. Her bed was empty, and so was the bathroom across the hall. The house was too quiet, and even with my werewolf senses, I couldn’t hear any evidence that she was in the house. Her scent was too faint.

“Vera?” I called out, worried.

No reply. I ran out of the house, trying to track her smell, but she’s been gone for hours and other scents have replaced her own, making her trail messy, and unclear. Had she ran away? She didn’t have her phone, there’s no way she called someone to come pick her up. Was she taken?

Dax, I mind linked my beta.

Yes alpha?

The Luna is missing.

…

We have been scoring the woods for hours. Over half the pack was searching for Vera. Wolves were running around everywhere, sniffing the ground, trying to find her. Storm clouds were rolling in.

I felt my anxiety and fear deep in my bones. I knew why she ran. Because of me. She left because of me. I felt determination deep within me though. I will not give her up. She’s mine. And I will not let her go. Ever. We were trying to beat the rain, because we knew if the downpour started, it would wash away her scent’s trail completely.

The thought made my wolf whine. Then the chances of finding her would be even more slim. Thunder cracked across the sky. I took off, racing through the woods, trying to connect with the mate bond to help find her. Then I swear I heard it. Her sweet voice. I bolted after it, running as fast as I could. Her scent… It was the freshest trail we had found all day.

Rain was pouring down hard, pelting my skin, but I paid no mind. The scent was already starting to wash away. I heard a feminine whimper. I slowed my pace, seeing a shack. Not just any shack though, this was a place I had been familiar with since long before.

I ran towards it without hesitation, as lightning lit the sky, I threw open the old, rusted door. It ripped off its hinges and collapsed on the ground. I heard a sound from the shack. I felt fear. What if it wasn’t her? I knew I’d be crushed. By now the rain had washed away all evidence of her.

This was it. My last hope. And what if it was her and she refused to come with me? What if she rejected me? The thought made the air leave my lungs painfully. My resolve didn’t shift though. It was worth it. Either way if I could see her safe. I don’t care what happens to me. I looked at the girl, huddled in the corner of the decrepit hut.

She shrank away from me in fear, shaking like a leaf in a frigid wind. Lightning flashed, illuminating the hunched silhouette, her big blue eyes wide, tears streaming down her pale face as she shivered from the cold.

“Vera,” I said, relieved as I embraced her tightly.

Now we’re back at the pack house and I’m holding her cold, wet form against mine tightly.

“Please forgive me kitten, I’m sorry,” I whisper in her ear.

The pack Doctor came into the room, and approached me carefully. I cradled her deeper into my chest as she nuzzled closer in her sleep.

“I just want to check if she’s in good health, if that’s ok Alpha,” the doctor said softly, a bit anxious looking at the pale girl.

I felt my wolf feel just the tiniest bit satisfied at his caution. In my pack and among others I am respected, even a little feared. I’ve always been extremely cunning and when my wolf is unpleased, he has a reputation to be fearsome. But he has a soft spot for our mate. No matter what she did he would always protect her. I nodded stiffly at the doctor who walked over to Vera carefully.

He took her temperature by running the thermometer across her forehead, then put his stethoscope against her heart.

“She seems to be fine. I’ll come and check on her in the morning,” he promised with a relieved look thrown at his Luna.

I nodded as he bowed and asked to be dismissed. I agreed then turned my attention back to my tiny mate. I nuzzle her neck apologetically as she whimpered in her sleep.

“I’m sorry.”