′′A scent and a sound, he was lost and now found.″
Cain continued racing toward a place that separated Roswell from Utah. He became astonished when he reached the border, and his wolf pushed him to continue his journey. With all his strength, he tried to bring himself to stop running, but a more significant force took over him and his wolf and lured him forward.
What is happening?! He thought.
Go further. The voice of his late wife urged.
What in the world is going on?
Dammit! I’m heading deep into Utah!
There were protocols in place for crossing a pack’s border and unannounced was not one of them. He wasn’t in the mood for warfare. If this pack found him in their territory without asking for permission, he would be in trouble with their Alpha, they could mistake him for going Rogue. His feet unexpectedly grounded to a halt when he reached a clearing and he gained back control of his wolf.
“Son, we sensed you crossed our border.” His father mind-linked.
“Father, I’ll be there soon. I’ll head back soon.” Cain mind-linked back.
“But why cross the border? Why? Why did you have to go there?”
“I have no idea. Something is luring me and my wolf is restless. I can’t help but go.”
“What do you mean, son?”
“I can’t explain right now, but I’ll be back there soon.”
“Is there a threat. Do you need help?”
“No, I just have to check what’s going on.”
“Okay, We’ll wait.”
“All right, but if I don’t come back in time, tell Gabe to lead the hunt. He’s our Beta. As second in command, he can do it.”
His nose flared as a distinct smell filled his nostrils. It was the most addictive scent. He looked around him as his senses honed on something in the fields. He could sense that another wolf was within the vicinity. He couldn’t see it, but he caught a whiff of an intoxicating scent. His eyes took on his night ray vision, and he scanned his environment. His body ready to fight if the werewolf didn’t accept his explanation.
“My name is not Sarah.”
His eyes widened when he saw a sandy-colored she-wolf heading toward him. As it drew closer and their eyes met, something hot and sizzling went through him. Suddenly, he felt as if he was swirling in the air as if time stood still as he and the wolf stared at each other. An intense emotion ran through him, leaving him as weak as a noodle.
For years, he had heard of the mark, but he never thought it could happen to him. It had been blind faith to believe it. He and Sarah had met, became friends, and eventually fell in love, but he didn’t have that connection with her. In the now, he was experiencing what falling in love, at first sight, felt like.
Only very few people in his clan over the years had ever experienced it. Some never did. Most people thought it was a myth because it rarely happened.
I can’t believe I have finally found you.
Tentatively, he went forward. Warily of the she-wolf who just stood there gawking at him. He wondered if she had felt the connection. It was usually two-sided. Cain halted as it hit him that he had connected with a werewolf from another clan.
How’s this even possible? She headed towards him. He drew closer to her also and they circled each other, wary at first, then curious.
"Who are you?” he questioned even though he could speak with her through his mind in wolf form.
"I should be the one asking that question since you’re in my space,” she rejoined in a throaty voice.
"Something led me here.” He remarked, struggling to fight the emotions swirling inside him.
"Me too,” she replied quietly.
Silence descended between them for a short while as they continued to circle each other.
"I’m Cain Masters from the Crescent Moon clan in Colorado,” Cain finally said as he got tired of the silence.
"My name is Amelia Martins. I’m an omega from the New Moon clan,” she replied and then paused her movement. ”and you’re a long way from home Cain Masters.”
"I know. I couldn’t stop myself from crossing the boundary." Unable to resist, he asked, ”Did you feel it?”
"I sure did. But why? Why us?"
"I have no idea. We’re from different clans, which is very strange.”
"Not that strange. I had a vision about this a few days ago. I didn’t understand it, but everything seems clear to me now.”
"Vision?” His heart tightened in his chest.
Sighing, she sat on her haunches and said, ”Yes. I’m not only an omega werewolf; I’m a witch.”
A witch? Oh, this is just... dandy.
He groaned, knowing this would bite him in the butt. He never wanted anything to do with witches and was always careful with his pack’s witch. But now he had no choice... Right?
A/N: Thank you for reading and the support! I look forward to reading your comments! Find out what happens next, tomorrow in His Breeder.