“No!” I shot up in bed.
Snapping my eyes open to see Gale leaning over me with concerned brown eyes. I was breathing heavy and I had this empty feeling coming over me for some reason. It was making me uncomfortable and I just had to get up from this bed. That was all I could think about. Quickly I threw my blankets off me, surprising Gale, who stepped away giving me room as I jumped out.
“Lakota?” he questioned but I couldn’t focus on him right now. Something was really wrong.
My skin was itchy, and my head was racing with thoughts that I didn’t want to be thinking about. There was a weird pain in my chest and I unconsciously pressed my hand to the center.
“Lakota?” Gale said again.
My eyes shifted up towards him and I finally spoke.
His face was all I needed to know that something was truly wrong.
“I’m going to get Cyrus.” He said softly and left.
I just paced the room, back and forth my hand still against my chest as I frowned. I noticed that it was night time as the moon shone through the window. I stopped my pacing and walked over to it. It was then I realized something odd. Leaning on the window seal I looked up through the glass and saw that it was a full moon.
“You figured it out didn’t you.” Cyrus’s voice made me jump and I turned around to find him standing in the doorway.
“It’s a full moon…” I stated as he nodded slowly.
“Yes, it is.”
“Where is he?” was all I could say.
I watched his lips tighten and his jaw tense as he closed his eyes. Gale came up behind him then and the twin looks they gave told it all.
“The Seer took him.” Cyrus finally answered.
I lost all the strength in my legs and dropped, sliding down to the floor. They both rushed forward as if to catch me but just ended up on their knees in front of me.
“Oh little wolf.” Gale sighed and it only made it harder for me to comprehend what was happening.
“Why would she do that?” I whimpered dropping my head in my hands and gripping my hair tightly.
“Because she’s a seer. They find out what you care about most and then take it from you. This was why I didn’t want you to deal with her. I didn’t want you to get hurt again.”
“What am I going to do?” I cried looking up at then two men who were supposed to be my mates. Without my wolf I couldn’t get the full connection that it once was but the attraction was still there.
Gale reached out and pulled me into his lap.
“We’ll figure this out. I’ll have my clan find her and get her back. She’s not going to get away with this!” he exclaimed holding me tight.
“Damn right!” Cyrus chimed in agreement.
Later the next day I was leaning over the porch railing. I needed air. It was so lonely in my head and I didn’t like it. I hadn’t been this alone since I was taken away at seven. It took eight years for my wolf to come save me from my mental loneliness, to save me from the insanity that had begun to fester and now… he was gone. He was like my shield of all that was bad. I was starting to feel the affect. All that I had went through was rising to the surface. It made my skin itch, my mouth dry and my head pound. Memories better left in the recesses of my mind were coming forth and I knew that I didn’t have the strength the stop it.
Without realizing it I noticed my fingers were beginning to twitch against the railing. I glanced at them blankly, this was not going to be good. Gale and Cyrus had no idea what was going to come, and neither did I. Slowly, even though I know it wasn’t really there, I felt a burning sensation traveling up my skin, a hungry fire ready to consume me. Shaking I reached over with my other hand and gripped my arm hard to stop it.
“It’s not real, it’s not real” I chanted softly to myself over and over. My teeth clenched tight almost painfully. My nails were beginning to dig into my skin as I tried to stop the pain, the fire that coursed through it.
“Lakota!” suddenly my burning arm was jerked away from my hand. Gasping I looked up to see Cyrus’s blue eyes quickly filling with concern.
“What did you do.” He whispered hoarsely. I frowned,
“What are you…” then I followed his gaze down to my arm. There were four deep nail shaped gashes bleeding in my arm.
“I didn’t-” I cut myself off as I didn’t really know what or how that happened.
“Lakota why don’t you go and lay down.” he said softly reaching out and caressing my hair.
Sighing I looked up into his blue eyes and nodded. “I think I will.” With that I turned from him and walked back into the house.
As I made my way through the door strangely I started to sense something off. I couldn’t put my finger on it, it was like a weird nudge in the back of my head, but I didn’t know how, because my wolf wasn’t there to help me sense anything anymore. Sighing I shook my head, chalking it off as me being exhausted and my sudden loneliness.
‘Something was off’ I thought as I watched Lakota sleep. I looked at his hands as the middle of his palms were scabbed over with the wounds that he made with his fingers nails.
“What happened.” Gale demanded as he rushed forward, instantly noticing the wounds.
“I really couldn’t tell you.” I muttered. I watched Gale grab Lakota’s hands gently and inspect them closely.
“He did this” it wasn’t a question but a statement. I didn’t even have to answer as he sighed and kissed our mates palms. He growled.
“When I get my hands on that bitch, I’m going kill her.”
Even though he sounded threatening I glanced up to see the sorrow in his soft brown eyes. It wasn’t like the night she stole Lakota’s wolf. He had been seething with rage then, his eyes a sharp silver. Those fangs he kept hidden had extended to lethal points. But I knew from personal experience that they weren’t always dangerous. They could bring you uncontrollable pleasure.
“What do we do?” Gale asked softly, bringing Lakota’s hand up against his cheek. The compassion he expressed for Lakota was heartwarming. He was never embarrassed to show how he felt to those he cared about I was starting to learn. Everything he did or said was genuine, when he was angry, he got his vengeance, when he was happy he laughed with you, and when he loved he did it wholeheartedly.
I didn’t want to notice these things, but they were hard to miss, even when your around him for only a few minutes you could tell. Gale was as transparent as glass and it was his most endearing quality.
“We take care of him. We love him” I said looking him deep in his brown eyes. Slowly I watched them widen before closing and he nuzzled Lakota’s hand again.
It has been almost a week and my soul was being crushed.
I stood in the door way of the sitting room watching Lakota as he sat in the window seat staring outside, with his knees drawn in and his arms wrapped around them. He’d been like this for days. Not saying a word, barely moving or eating. No matter what Gale and I did he didn’t respond. It was beyond frustrating. It tore me apart to see him like this. And from the pained expression on Gale’s face I see every time he looked at our mate I knew he felt the same.
Sighing I dropped my head for a moment before taking a deep breath and walking towards him. Quietly I sat on the seat next to him, he showed no signs of acknowledgement. Reaching out I caressed my hand down his soft brown hair.
“Lakota.” I said softly.
“You can talk to me, you know that.” I whispered leaning down and nuzzling his neck. “Tell me how you feel, complain, do something… please.” I begged. Lakota rubbed his cheek against my temple.
“I don’t know how I feel… no, I don’t know how to explain how I feel.” he rasped.
Slowly I felt him move his cheek lower causing me to frown and move away to look at him. It was then I felt his warm lips touch my skin. They traveled down my cheek.
“Try” I gasped. There were soft sparks following his lips down my skin.
“I feel..” he paused as his hand reached out towards my chest. “I feel lonely Cyrus. I feel like I’m drowning.”
“Drowning?” I questioned concerned.
Lakota didn’t answer he just shifted up to his knees and continued to caress his lips across my skin till he reached the corner of my mouth.
“I feel like if I don’t feel something real and something good, I’ll die.”
“You won’t die, I’d never let that happen.” I growled.
“I feel like if you or Gale leave me I’ll drift away; become the nothing that I am.” He breathed.
“Lakota you’re not nothing!” Quickly I pulled him to my chest and hugged him tight. His face resting against my shoulder. “You’re everything to me. To Gale. You are my life, the air that I breathe. I can’t live with out you. I wouldn’t be able to function without you. So please don’t talk about yourself like that.” I pulled away, so I could look into his big beautiful golden eyes.
“I can’t take it” I finished.
He sighed as he stared at me,
“I’m not alright Cyrus.” He said suddenly,
“No, I’m not alright up here.” He tapped the side of his head and I frowned. Slowly I watched him look down at his palms that were still scabbed over. His wolf was gone and it just struck me that if he got hurt he would be just like a human, vulnerable and easily wounded.
“I think I’m losing it.” My gaze traveled from his shaking hands to his scared eyes and my heart broke yet again. My poor mate, he was so lost. What do I do?
“Come here” I gasped. Quickly I pulled him all the way into my lap and held him tight.
“I’m here, and I’m not going let anything happen to you ever again. You know that, right? You believe me?”
He nodded softly.
“Good” my voice wavered, and I buried my face in his soft brown hair. “Good.”
“How about we get out of here? Just out of this room and anywhere else.” I stood suddenly still holding him to me. He wrapped his legs around my waist a sign he didn’t want me to let go either and I smiled.
“I know, lets go find Gale. I bet that will make you happy.” I started walking out of the sitting room.
“Lets go mess with fang boy”
Lakota’s arms tightened around my neck,
“I’d like that” he muffled into my shoulder
“I knew you would.” I told him softly.