We had just finished making dinner when Cole got a mind link. He had been sharing the food out onto a big plate for us to share on, when he suddenly stopped and turned to me, a grin gracing his sharp, precise features.
“Congratulations Sweetheart, you are a wolf. Dr Jasmine just contacted me and confirmed my suspicions. Your blood type matches all the other werewolves. But she said your blood has stronger components in it. Ones that would make you come from a line of Alphas or Betas. How is that possible?”
His face is scrunched up in confusion, and I can practically see the gears turning in his head. I shrug my shoulders and place the big plate on the dining table. He quickly gets back into the game and rushes to bring two glasses of juice and the cutlery.
“I don’t know the reason Cole. I hardly knew my dad, and I didn’t even know that any of this was real until a few days ago. But can we move to lighter subjects while we eat our dinner? We can deal with all that stuff tomorrow. Okay?”
He quickly nods his head, and he holds my hand as he directs me into my chair. I smile. He seems to be trying to hold my hand at every chance he gets.
“Why did you only get one plate? Even though it’s huge and I’m sure we’ll have to go back for seconds,” I say, as I look at the huge pile of spaghetti strings covered in sauce.
“I don’t know. I guess I want to eat with my mate. Is that such a bad thing?” He asks, and I laugh at the way he crosses his arms over his chest in a protective manner, his muscles bulging out of his sleeves.
“No, not at all. I think it’s kind of romantic,” I say, as I twirl my fork around the long, slippery strands and lift it to my mouth, shoving it in and letting out a sigh at its delicious taste.
Cole does the same as me, and quickly takes a sip of his juice to wash it down. We eat in silence for a few minutes before I look up and see that he’s stopped eating, and instead is staring into thin air. I wait for him to knock out of it, but when he doesn’t, I shake him gently to grab his attention. His eyes snap up at me and he tries for a smile, which he fails badly at. But instead of calling him out on it, I decide to change the subject.
When we finish our dinner, I quickly pick up the plate and the cutlery, and place it all in the dishwasher. I turn it on and spin around to face Cole.
“Hey Cole? I’m feeling a bit tired. Can I go to bed?” I ask him, and he nods his head quickly and stands up.
“Of course Sweetheart. I’m sorry I didn’t ask you earlier. Come, I’ll take you to your bedroom. I hope you enjoy your sleep, because you will only get the best from now on my love,” he says, and my insides melt at his caring action.
I follow him up the white marble stairs and down the hallway to my bedroom. He twists the golden knob and walks in, holding the door open for me as well. I walk through and I look around, still not actually believing that this is my room now.
“I will give you some of my clothes to wear for tonight until your clothes arrive tomorrow. I don’t want you sleeping in those clothes. They look uncomfortable to sleep in. Okay?”
I nod and watch as he walks to the walk out of the room, to what I assume is his room. He comes back with a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt that looks 3 sizes too big for me. I take them from him with a quiet ‘thank you’ and make my way to the open door on the other side of the room, which I see leads to the bathroom. I gently close and lock the door behind me, and change.
The shirt hangs till just above my knees and the sweats continuously slip down my narrow hips. So I tie the strings tightly and walk out the bathroom. I see that Cole has already readied the bed, so I walk over to him and look up. His eyes shine with something that makes his smile brighten, and I reach out to slowly wrap my arms around his waist. Cole stiffens in surprise, before wrapping his arms around me and pulling me closer, his body angling to try and feel as much as mine.
I don’t know what possessed me to hug him, but once I am, I don’t regret my decision at all. His body is warm, and my lips stretch into a smile.
“Goodnight Sweetheart,” he whispers into my ear, causing tingles to shoo tip and down my neck.
“Good night Cole,” I whisper back. He slowly lets go of my body and steps back, walking backwards to the door. When he reaches it, he pauses for a moment, then spins around and closes the door behind him.
I’m suddenly left on my own for the first time in a week. I awkwardly stand beside the bed for a moment, then I jump in on the right side and snuggle under the blankets. It doesn’t take long for me to fall asleep.
I wake up to the feeling that I’m being watched, and I jump when I see a figure covered by the shadows in the corner. I sit up and scramble to push backwards, away from the person as much as possible.
The figure moves slowly and makes his way to me slowly. “Sweetheart, it’s okay. It’s me alright? I’m sorry for frightening you.”
Cole runs a hand through his hair and I take note of what he’s wearing. He’s got on sweatpants much like the ones I’m wearing and a black tank top. Although my heart is racing from the fright, my brain doesn’t completely block out the fact that his body is ripped.
“Wha-what are you doing here? We’re you there the whole night?” I’m suddenly very cautious of Cole. His strange behaviour has me on edge.
“No, I only came in a bit before you woke up. I had a nightmare, one that reaccures often. And usually, my outlet would be to throw something around. But instead, for some reason, I came here, and my body relaxed watching you. I’m so sorry for making you freak out.”
I slowly relax my body, letting my hand run through my messy hair. I’m not tired anymore. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to talk with him then.
“Do... do you want to talk about this dream?” I ask. Cole shakes his head. His eyes look haunted and his hair looks dishivelled, as if he’d run his fingers through it a million times.
“No, I don’t. But, I want to share something else with you. Something, that I find hard to deal with every day.”
I nod my head, and pat the spot on the bed beside me. Cole smiles and sits down, crossing his legs and turning to face me. The moonlight streaming in from the window makes his face look strangely beautiful and mysterious.
“Well, when I turned fifteen, my papá took me to the training ground. You see, all pups are considered a proper wolf at fifteen. So they’re taught combat in both human and wolf form, since they also get their wolf at fifteen too.
So, that day, he had paused his duties as Alpha and started to train me. He taught me how to shift properly and how to fight in wolf form. And then we decided to go to the woods and find something to bring back to my mamá to cook for our dinner. We went deeper and deeper, and we were playing around when a group of rouges burst out of nowhere,” he stopped suddenly and swiped at his eyes, wiping the tears from them and his cheeks. My heart ached and I reached over, grabbing his hand and entwining our fingers tightly.
He took a deep breath, and continued. “They circled around us and they must’ve realised that is was the Alpha and his heir, because they went wild, attacking him from all sides. He had ordered me to stand back, to run, but I tried to fight the one closest to me with the fighting skills my Papá had taught me that day,” he paused and laughed bitterly at the memory, as if knowing how silly he must’ve been. “But obviously, I was no match for him, and he cornered me into a tree. He was clawing at me, and his teeth were about to rip into my neck, when my Mamá appeared and knocked him to the side. And with her being the Luna, she could’ve beaten him, but more pounced on her. She told me to run, and alert the pack, but I didn’t want to leave them both. My Papá struggling, trying to save his mate, but there were too many. So I ran, and I found the Beta, Ryder’s dad, who gathered a group of warriors.
Our wolves had sprinted to get there in time, but it was too late. The rouges had already gone, and they had left the remains of my Mamá and Papá. We..we couldn’t save them. We tried to track the rouges down for years, but it’s like they disappeared. The day I had become an Alpha, was the day my parents died.”
Cole was breathing heavily, his eyes closed in pain. I could feel his pain. The burning feeling piercing my heart and leaving me breathless. I lean over and hug him, my arms going around his neck and my face nudging it’s way into his shoulder. I wait silently as he cries, his sniffles quiet. His arms go around my waist and he drags me up from my spot on the bed, and into his lap. I freeze.
I pull back a bit, and I look into his eyes. His brows pull into a frown. “There’s something about you. No matter how much I try to restrain myself, I need to touch you. Even though we’ve set up boundaries, I can’t help but break them. Tell me I’m not the only one feeling like this,” he whispered. His eyes search mine in the dark.
He’s right. There’s this spark everytime we touch. And everytime we touch, I feel like I need more. And my head is trying to stop it, but my heart is yearning for his every touch. And it’s splitting me in two.
He was studying my face, his eyes flitting from side to side. “It’s not just you,” I whisper. Cole nods. “I know, love. It’s the mate bond. It’s working it’s way into our hearts. But don’t think that’s all it is. The mate bond cannot bind two hearts together if they don’t want to be together. Whatever you are feeling for me, it’s you. The mate bond is just intensifying it. Trying to bring us together. Do you... do you want to be with me? As mates?”
Cole’s question catches me by surprise. “My whole life, I’ve wanted someone to love me. My mother. My father. Even at first, Simon. But they all turned into disappointments. I had no love growing up. And now, with you, I know it’s only been one week, but you make me feel treasured. Cherished. And if that’s what love feels like, then yes, I want to be with you.”
Cole’s face is priceless. His eyes express everything he’s feeling, and more. And when my heart fills with more and more emotion, I realise what it is. Cole. Everything he feels for me are exactly what I feel for him, times one hundred. And I gasp, the full intensity hitting me square in the chest.
When I look back at Cole, his eyes widen in shock. I shift uncomfortably. “What’s wrong?”
Cole doesn’t answer. Instead, he grabs my hand and gently guides me to the bathroom. He turns the light on and he turns us to the mirror. My heartbeat picks up.
My eyes are a blazing a bright green, similar to how Cole’s blaze blue. I shuffle backwards, and into Cole’s arms, my mouth gaping open like a fish.
“It’s okay, Sweetheart. It’s just your wolf. It’s developing. It won’t be long now, before your a full wolf,” he smiles. I smile back. I turn to look at my reflection again, but my eyes are back to my normal green.
When we walk back into the bedroom, the sun is starting to stream into the room, and I walk over to the glass balcony doors, pushing them open, and stepping out. The crisp, fresh air feels wonderful on my face. The sun coming up offers slight warmth. I look out over the view, and I spot buildings and houses in the distance.
“Where exactly are we?” Cole’s body comes into view, and he leans on the railing in front of him. He turns his head as he looks over the area.
“About an hour east of your city. We decided to keep our pack here long before humans came to the area. Some grandfather along the line.”
I smile. “So, what are we going to do today?”
Cole reaches for my hand, and he leads me back into the house, shutting the balcony doors behind us. “I think, that we need to go to the doctor again.”
I frown. “But, we just went yesterday. Is there something wrong with me?” Cole shakes his head. He steps closer.
“No, not at all. It’s just, your wolf is developing awfully fast. And I have a feeling that it’s because you are from Alpha or Beta blood. But I want to consult the doctor on this as well.”
I guess he’s got a point. If something strange is happening, I want to know that a doctor knows what’s going on. “Alright. We’ll go. But I need to change and clean myself up.”
Cole nods and makes his way to the door. “Of course. When your done, come downstairs. If you want to eat something, I’m sure there’s some food in the fridge. Help yourself.”
I smile. This way of living is so different from what I’m used to. And I feel so much happier.