The next morning, I woke up with the biggest smile on my face. I, Amelia Ross, found my mate. I laid in the king size bed and squealed with excitement. I was so excited to start this new adventure in my life.
As I began to get ready for the day, I found myself thinking back to last night.
After Chris caught me, we spent a majority of our night in wolf form listening to the sounds of the crickets and cicadas in the forest. We nuzzled each other necks and became acquainted with each other’s wolf.
Typically, when the mate is caught, they begin the mating process and mark their mate right then and there. Chris, on the other hand, had different plans. When we got back to the Summit after changing back to our clothes, I bluntly asked Chris, “why didn’t you mark me out there?”
He looked at me with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes and said, “I want our mating to be special, not around everyone else.”
I felt a flutter in my stomach at his words, but no matter how amazing that feeling was, there was something that didn’t feel... right. I just brushed it off and continued following Chris, hand in hand, back towards my sleeping quarters.
When we reached my room, he stopped me from entering and cupped my cheeks with both hands. “Sleep well my beautiful mate. I’ll be by in the morning to take us to the airport.” He whispered for only me to hear. Then he slowly lowered his head towards mine and gave me a chaste kiss on my lips that sent electric currents form my lips down to my toes and brought a blush to my cheeks. With that he turned on his heel and left.
I heard a knock on my door that brought me out of my trance-like state. “Come in!” I shouted since I was in the bathroom.
“Amelia, baby, where are you?” Said my dad.
“In here. Give me one second.” I said as I snatched up the last of my items I left on the counter by the sink.
When I walked out into the room, I was met with my father looking at me with a worrisome look on his face and my smile faltered.
“Daddy, what is it?”
He looked at me with a look of love that only a father could give his daughter. My dad may be a big, bad Alpha, but he loved his children more than life itself. He quickly pulled me into his arms and gave me one of the biggest hugs he’s ever given me.
“Daddd...can’t....breathe...” I gasped. Which made him chuckle and began to release me. He kissed the crown of my head and pulled me away so that he could get a good look at me. His eyes roamed my face then went down towards my neck and his eyes widened when he did not see the tell-tale sign of a mated wolf.
“Wha- why didn’t he mark you?” My dad stumbled over his words in disbelief.
I glanced down at my shoes, suddenly embarrassed that I was seriously talking about this with my father. Goddess, help me. “He said he wanted to wait dad. Either way, I do not want to discuss this with my dad.”
We both let out little laughs at that, but I could see something in my dads eyes that I couldn’t quite make out. Was it’s worry? Was it concern? But why?
Dad cleared his throat and said, “Okay baby girl, I think it’s time to go.” I turned my head and looked at the closed door of my room then looked back and my dad. I felt tears well up in my eyes as I was about to say goodbye. I have always been very close to my father, he’s always been my best friend, mentor, and role model. He’s strong yet gentle, strict yet compassionate. He is everything anyone would want in an Alpha, or a father.
“None of that crying stuff, Amy.” He whispered to me.
I kept the tears at bay and closed the distance between us and flung my arms around my father waist. “I’m going to miss you, daddy.” He cleared his throat a few times to keep his emotions in check. He hugged me back quickly and pulled away again. “Lets go now, Amelia. You have a mate waiting on you.” He said with a sad smile on his face.
I grabbed my overnight bag off the edge of the bed and followed my dad out of the room and down the stairs to see Chris. Everyone was already either gone or they were greeting their mates as we made our way out the front door. Outside, stood Chris on his cell phone, he seemed to be in a heated conversation with someone.
“-you have to do. Just find her!” He snarled.
I quickly cleared my throat to make myself known, and he turned and looked at me with so much hate and disgust in his eyes that I almost recoiled. He quickly recovered himself and gave me a bright smile. He quickly ended the call and grabbed my hand. What was all that about? I thought to myself.
He kissed my hand quickly and pulled me in for a hug. “Ready to go?” He asked as he nuzzled his nose in my hair.
“Uhm... sure.” I said as I tried to compose myself and get acquainted to his mood swing.
I handed Chris my bag to put in the car and looked over to my dad. He gave me a tight smile and said, “Love you, Amy. Call us as soon as you can, okay?”
“Of course I will, daddy. Give mama a kiss for me, please?”
“I will, now go. Let me have a conversation with Chris before you take off though.”
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at his “fatherly duty”. He opened up the car door for me and I slipped inside, then he closed the door. My dad and Chris were standing a few feet away from the car door and seemed to be smiling happily and talking, I couldn’t make out any words because they weren’t talking loud enough for me to hear. Next thing I know, Chris and my dad are shaking hands. That’s different considering yesterday they were hugging like long, lost brothers.
Chris turned towards the car to enter it, with a look of annoyance on his face. As he slips into the car, I notice it is immediately gone as soon as he sees that I was watching him. He looks at me with such intensity that I think he’s reaching my soul with just his look and he says, “why didn’t you tell me your father was the Alpha of the Red River pack?”
I look at him in confusion, “I’m sorry, I forgot to tell you. Is there a problem? I can talk to my da-“
He interrupted me by saying, “No, no. It’s fine. Just wasn’t expecting these changes.”
“Changes?” I questioned.
“Nevermind that. How about a bottle of water? Are you thirsty?” He asked. I looked at him with a look that plainly said what.
“Uhh... sure, I guess.” I grabbed the bottle and brought it to my lips as Chris sat and watched me take a drink. After I was done, I handed the bottle back to him and he seemed to suddenly relax.
That’s weird. Why is he acting like this? I probably should have told him that my dad was an Alpha. Actually, now that I think about it he never asked anything about my life. He only knows my name. And now my pack. What’s going on?
When I was just about to ask him that very question, my head suddenly felt woozy. I reached up and grabbed my head between both hands to try and steady the world around me. I blinked my eyes rapidly to try and clear my vision. My eyelids grew heavy, I fought to keep them open. “Chris...what isss gooing oon?” I slurred.
“Just sleep, Amelia.” He said in an annoyed tone.
As my eyes finally closed, I fell into a sleep that was haunted with bright, red eyes lurking in the shadows.