I Claim Your LOVE

My Mate

The giggling and whispering brought Garrick from his deep slumber. He fluttered his eyes and looked at his surroundings only to find the girl from earlier talking to another woman who resembled her in every way. 

That would be the Mother  he thought. 

Garrick's pain had subdued and he was feeling light headed, which meant he was ready to go.

"You are awake. How are you feeling?" the older woman asked. The sudden question caught Garrick off guard and for once he could not form any words, instead he just shrugged.

"I have to let Fayette's father know about your condition. It was good meeting you young gentleman." With that the older lady left the room.

Garrick looked around to locate his belongings which were stationed on the foot of the nearest table. He was startled when the girl spoke "You haven't answered the question." Fayette was visibly upset with Garrick for his lack of gratitude for her mother who had cured him.

Garrick was skeptical about her good behaviour so he reciprocated with a glare.

Fayette was never judgemental about anyone but the way Garrick was behaving throughout, reassured her that he was not a good person at heart. "I will take that as a yes." she rolled her eyes and went to pickup the bowl from the table.

"Have the men returned?" Garrick asked not looking at her.

"No." He groaned at her response.

"I knew I should have not relied on them." he whispered to himself. "I apologise for the trouble I have caused your people but I think its time for me to leave this place."

Indeed. Fayette wanted him gone but out of courtesy she said "I think you should return once Callan and Archer are back from the mountains."

Garrick scoffed "If they really were so worried about me then they would have been here by now. I actually don't believe Callan to do anything right. He is just worthless and a good for nothing lad. He is a big unnecessary burden to our pack."

Hearing him badmouthing Callan made Fayette a bit furious. She had had it with his behaviour. In a not so subtle tone she replied. "You are wrong mister. Callan is the most reliable and trustworthy person I have ever known. He is not just a good friend but also a loving and kind soul."

Somehow hearing the girls praises for Callan did not go too well with Garrick and he growled in annoyance at her. 

Fayette gasped and pointed her hand at the door. "Just leave!" 

This show of blatant disrespect had made Garrick angry. Who treats their guests this way  he thought.

Garrick wore his shoes, took his bag and stood up to leave for the door. As he was reaching for the door Fayette interrupted. "By the way; you were out for just two hours after my friends left, so even if they wanted they cannot reach here in this short span of time. Just so you know."

Garrick furrowed his brows and nodded his head before leaving the premises angrily.

After about half an hour from leaving the house he regained full composure and felt alive. He wanted to wait for Callan but thought against it. Callan can take care of himself  He turned into his beast and sprinted for his home.

The running into the wild would make his mind free and relaxed of any stress or so he thought. Whatever happened back in the human place was not something to be forgotten easily; it kept rewinding itself throughout his journey. After insulting a guest and asking him to leave, one should feel disrespected and utterly humiliated but on the contrary all Garrick could feel was remorse; guilt for no known reason.