I knew finding my fated mate would be a blessing, but I never realized how amazing it would feel.It’s like I’m finally complete.The antsy feeling is gone.I don’t need to search for anything or anyone now I have her.As soon as I found her, she became my whole world.
I glance at the clock to see it’s after eight.Miles will be here soon to pick me up for the pack meeting.The Red Fog Pack attacked last night.Burned houses and caused another car accident.This time, the driver wasn’t as lucky as our mates.He was pronounced dead at the scene.It’s full-on war now there’s been a fatality.
My wolf growls.He’s pissed that something is taking us away from our mate, but we know we need to take care of the other pack to keep Dillon safe.
I stroke my mate’s flame-colored hair from her face, and she shifts closer, cuddling into my side.The hospital bed is narrow, so she’s plastered against me, her leg draped over mine, her head on my shoulder.
A nurse walks in and stops when she sees us.She’s younger, a hawk shifter here in the pack.She gives me a knowing smile before backing out of the room, giving us privacy.
Dillon starts to stir against me as the door clicks shut behind her.She stretches and opens her pretty green eyes.Her gaze is hazy for a minute as she wakes up, and I breathe her in.
She’ll be discharged today, and I’m looking forward to moving her in with me.She’ll like our place.It’s next to Miles and Mabel’s townhouse, and I know my mate will love being close to her best friend.
“Morning,” I say softly.
“Hmm,” she hums, moving away from me.
She still looks half asleep, and my wolf stretches inside me.Her sweet scent is all over me, and I take a deep breath as she sits on the side of the bed and yawns.
“Are you hungry?”I ask as I sit up next to her.
“Yeah.Is it visiting hours?”
“Almost.Miles and Mabel are on their way.”
I rub her back, and she tenses under my touch.My stomach drops, and I frown as I study her.
“What’s wrong?Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.Just tired.”
“You can go back to sleep.”
She nods and slides off the bed.She won’t meet my gaze, and my good mood starts to sour.
“What is it, mate?”I ask her softly.
She flinches at the word “mate,” and my wolf tenses.
This is not a good sign,he growls.
I swallow hard.“Dillon?”
“Listen, last night…it didn’t mean anything.We were scratching an itch.”
My heart breaks in my chest.My body grows numb as I try to wrap my head around what she’s saying.
Fix this!my wolf orders, but I don’t know how.
“It meant more than that.”
She averts her gaze.
Hurt courses through me, and I try to breathe through the pain.I need a clear head so I can figure out a way to convince her it was more than sex last night.We made love.We claimed each other.
“What will it take?”
She blinks.“For what?”
