My Alpha Mate

Chapter Fifteen

I was about a mile from the city when a car pulled over and stopped. My heart beat wildly as I watched the door open slowly. If they were human I could easily outrun them, but if it was another wolf or worse, a Hunter, I would be screwed. I waited until I could see them and a sigh of relief coursed through me when I saw it was my parents.

Mom was wringing her hands and I could see the tears in her eyes. My father on the other hand was livid; the pure anger on his face made me recoil. “Oh my baby!” mom cried as she wrapped her arms around me. “I knew we shouldn’t have let you go back.” Her words made me cringe slightly. It wasn’t their fault though; they didn’t know that this would happen.

“It’s okay Mom,” I replied sadly. “You didn’t know that this would happen. None of us did.” I looked over at my father who was watching us with an unreadable expression on his face. Releasing myself from Mom’s grasp I walked over to him and let his arms envelope me. There was nothing like having comforting arms from you father around you.

All I wanted to do was to find a bed and just curl up with a good book and silence. “Is there anything that I can say to prevent you from doing anything to the pack?”

“I know that you love Alpha Davies and I’m sure that he was pressured into this,” it never occurred to me that that could be a reason. Everything that Noah had said to me was so genuine, tender, and filled with love that there had to be a back reason. “I’m not going to attack them, but I will head over there to have a talk with the Elders of Dark Ocean Pack and Noah.”

Father led us back to the car and I slid in the backseat wondering where we were going. If they were going back to the house, then that was a bad idea. “Where are we going?”

“Back home dear,” Mom answered looking at me over her shoulder. I stiffened and closed my eyes. I was afraid that was going to be the answer.

“I…I can’t go back there,” I managed to get out a few seconds later. Both of my parents gave me a questioning look. “I…I…I can’t go back because uh…um…I’m a…a wolf now.”

“That’s nice honey. We’ll be just fine,” they acted as if I hadn’t told them that I was no longer a normal human. We were going to a place where wolves were despised by everyone and hunted for fun.

The drive back to the house took another hour and I was scared about what was going to happen. If there was trouble then I would be on everyone’s list; especially Jason’s. I shuddered as his face played back in my mind. His slimy hands and harsh words about the pack made me cringe. I didn’t want to be subjected to that again. Maybe I could get an apartment in the city and not have to deal with the Hunters.

Father pulled up in front of the house and my heart started to beat faster. Inside there were about fifty or so Hunters who hated my guts and they wouldn’t waste any time in trying to do something. I knew that they could smell me because now that I was a wolf, my scent had changed.

As Noah had told me, it was more potent and smelled of wolf. Just thinking about Noah had my heart clenching in ways that made my chest ache. Instinctively my hand reached up to brush the healing scar that had been his mark. The scar would be there forever letting other males know that I had been rejected and unbonded with my mate. I could mate with another, but it wouldn’t be the same as mating with my true mate.

While I was growing up I had gone to some of the lessons for the pups of the pack and had learned a great deal. Wolves only got one true mate and when we either couldn’t find them, rejected, or had our bond broken, it was difficult for us to find another. This was especially true for Alphas; there were horror stories about Alphas going mad just to find their mate or to get them back after being rejected. I shudder when thinking about what would happen to Noah because even though we weren’t together anymore. I still loved him and wanted what was best for him.