Cole's POV
One week, two days and a handful of hours, since she left.
It was my fault, I pushed her too hard, too soon. I mean the night before she went through something so terrible, and then the next morning she finds out her man is a lying piece of shit, WHO'S NOT HUMAN!
I mean, what the fuck was I thinking?!
Obviously, it all seems so stupid now that I put all this together and think about it. I should have talked to her, answered questions, ANYTHING!
Goddess, I would kill for her just to talk to me. Even if it's to tell me I'm a piece of shit for doing what I did, I'd happily let her.
The first two days after she left, she wasn't picking up my calls nor was she seeing my texts. But I didn't stop. I'd get frustrated and decide to go over to her house, but the two rats, Samuel and Raphael would stop me. Telling me I need to give her time if I want her back.
So, to stop me from putting her over my shoulders and bringing her here, I drank. A lot. I've been drinking ever since she left. Those first two days was every now and then but now I feel a full-blown addiction to it.
I couldn't do anything but drink. Didn't want to, as it kept me distracted enough not to think about the Angel who within a span of one week, became the reason I breathe.
Everyday, Samuel and Raphael would beg me to stop drinking, give her time or think about the pack. But I couldn't. Not like I didn't try. I did. But I just wanted to see her, think about her, be with her.
But I had made sure she was safe; her boss wasn't going to be any problem since he's here in the basement and two pack members have been watching her keeping me updated when she leaves for and from work.
My wolf, Phoenix, didn't help much either. At the beginning, he told me to just go get her, helped me with my hangovers and then tried (to also be distracted) his best to get me to focus on the pack and when that didn't work either, he went quiet. Too hurt by the fact his mate didn't want him. He thought we've been rejected, and he's fallen into depression.
Now I've lost my reason of existence and my best friend who supported me in everything.
Samuel's POV
"Michelle would want to know." Raphael's reasoning was only going against his words.
"No, she'd think we're blackmailing her." I knew she would.
"Look at him though!" Raphael waves his hands dramatically as we both speak on the situation unravelling. "He's a mess! It's only been just over a week, and he's become alcohol addicted, drinking literally day and night, he's a wolf but even that's not helping." All of a sudden, I see tears swell up in my beautiful mate's eyes, which hurt, and his lips start trembling as he continues, "You're working too much, and I barely get to see you anymore, even though I know I sound selfish right now and it's only been a week and a few days, it hurts, Sam. You...I barely see you and when I do we argue and— Forget it." He sniffles and leaves with tears in his eyes. Pain, I unknowingly caused.
Seeing my mate in pain like that pisses me off. Everyone's at fault here but Raphael and he's acting like he's fine and there's no problem, but he isn't. Cole fucked by up telling Michelle after a night of horrific events, and Michelle fucked up by leaving and I... I fucked up by neglecting my mate, unintentionally.
Seeing my mate get upset in all of this, not to mention my Alpha hellbent on destroying himself, I'm even more determined to go talk to Michelle.
Michelle's POV
I didn't realise exactly what to say to Cole. How to even process it. It took me two whole days for the realisation to actually hit me. When I cam back home from Cole's both my parents were so upset and worried, since Trent I've never done remotely like this: where I disappear for the night and don't answer their calls. But then I just broke down, in front of them. They both held me and took me into my room, and I explained the whole situation to them.
I couldn't exactly tell them Cole is a werewolf, they would think I'm crazy so leaving that part out I told them everything. How we met, the fact that we're in a relationship, how he lied. They were supportive but also reminded me how I have a job too in all this and shouldn't forget about it because of a man.
They were right, of course and throughout the week my focus has been completely on my work. When I went back into work, I was sure to be fired but then the head of HR had come onto the office where I work and told us our manager had a heart attack and passed away. That must've been Cole's doing. Ever since, I have a new boss/manager, I am doing great in my job, but I don't think I have a boyfriend anymore.
The first two days he kept calling and texting but then he must've realised I need time, so there's no more of that. I was currently finishing my report, before I realise someone was standing next to me. Samuel.
"We need to talk," Samuel and I have never had a conversation together without either's partner being there. Now I realise why, he's actually terrifying.
I stand and whisper, "You shouldn't be here, this is where I work."
"Does it look like I care?" He wasn't whispering unlike me but was getting angry by the minute. When I looked at Samuel for longer though, that's when I see heavy eyebags, a stubble (which doesn't suit him), his hair completely messed up.
"We'll talk on my lunch break."
Out of nowhere, my new boss came in, and both Samuel and him coincidentally knew each other so Samuel basically just demanded I need to leave right now, and the boss just approved. Samuel let me get my things, grabbed my arm and we both left my office.
We both were sitting in the car when he started talking, "He's drinking himself to death."
That wasn't what I was expecting. "What?"
"Michelle, he needs you. WE need you. I don't think you understand just how important you really are. You are the only reason Cole exists. Do you know what that even means?"
"I'm not though," I insisted on that because it's true, "My absence can't possibly be the cause of him drinking."
"It's to distract himself."
"From what?"
"You."
We were just a few turns away from Cole's house. I basically had the route to his house memorised. And right now, Samuel had parked the car on the side of the street.
"He won't hurt you but will be protecting you. I'm sure he's being saying stuff like that the entire time, right?"
"Right. But Sam—"
"Michelle, not just him, the entire pack will," He turns his body around to face me.
"Pack?"
"The family Cole mentioned, remember?"
"Yeah?"
"We're a pack, Michelle," He said proudly, "Redwood Pack."
"I mean I understand, but Samuel, I'm a human, you can't possibly think it's okay for me to just enter the pack like this. Not to mention, the book Cole gave me had no mention of any human."
"But that's what is so special, Michelle."
We sat there for an hour or so, whilst I questioned him, and he answered me. About the many things I was confused on; our mate bond, the sparks I feel, why Cole is so clingy or a bit angry (with others mostly), mind linking and mating. The last topic had me blushing, but it was explained that the over protectiveness is nothing compared to when we bond. He also mentioned how bad the situation with Cole actually is.
That's when I decided, "Take me to him."
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She's Mine
WerewolfHe's been looking for her for years since his 18th birthday but still hasn't found her. His other half. His soulmate. Until he sees her, looking so beautiful it hurts. He's found her. But now that he has her will he be able to keep her? Will she eve...