Sasha closed the door behind her and I began to lose control. I could feel Blaize fighting to get out, he wanted his mate. We both did. I no longer cared about her past, I just wanted her. And now it might be too late.
I turned to the desk and gripped the sides, fighting the overwhelming urge to shift. “I need to get out of here," I mumbled, knowing if I lost it here at work there would be hell to pay. I mind-linked Jim, “Jimmy, I’m heading to basement containment.”
“Containment?! Jack, are you okay? Wait for me and I’ll walk you down, make sure you get there before shifting.”
Suddenly Jim was bursting into my office and grabbing me by the shirt. I caught Sasha’s gaze as he ran me to the elevator. I could see the hurt and worry in her eyes. It wasn’t helping.
Jim entered the code for the basement and we stood in silence as I tried to rein it in. The ride down to the basement felt like years. When the doors finally dinged I felt Jim grab me again and push me down the corridor. A moment later he fumbled with the keypad before opening the door and pushing me into one of the rooms. We had built these for occasions like this. We couldn’t risk having a building full of wolves in the middle of the city and not have a plan for a situation like this. We didn’t have to use them very often, usually just when some of the security teams lost their cool.
The cells were solid concrete and the only way in or out was the cell door. On the inside it was coated in silver so that we couldn’t wolf out and then break out.
I stood in the center of the room, attempting to calm my breathing when I felt Blaize making it through. I shifted and he jumped forward before howling and pacing the room. We were both upset over the possibility of losing Sasha but he was more than that, Blaize was angry. I could feel the fire inside him. After almost thirty minutes of pacing I could feel him begin to calm down.
“Blaize, buddy we can’t hulk out every time she gets us riled up. You know she has to process this, no matter how much we hate it.”
We are going to lose her and it’s your fault. We should have marked her the first day we met her! He yelled at me, his frustration still raw.
“You know we couldn’t do that...”
I could feel him calm down and finally hand back control. I shifted back and yelled for Jim when I knew I was good. He opened the door and threw some clothes at me before leaning against the concrete wall. “So are you going to tell me what the hell that was?”
“Nothing," I replied bluntly.
Jim pushed off the wall and stepped toward me, “THAT was not nothing. You never lose control like that Jackson! You almost shifted in the middle of the office! You’re the Alpha, you can’t pull that crap! So what happened man?”
“Sasha...” I lowered my face, I didn’t want to let him see how upset this had all made me.
I growled, I didn’t want to talk about this, “Just.. Sasha! It’s not your business.”
“You made it my business. Now do I need to go talk to Sasha or are you going to tell me?”
“She called things off.” I let out a long breath hoping it would steady me, “She told me she needs time, that she doesn’t want to be with me until she gets all of this straight.”
“Did she reject you?” Jim met my eyes and I could see he was worried.
I shook my head, “No, but I can’t be sure that isn’t where it’s headed.”
Jim placed a hand on my shoulder, “I’m sorry brother. I don’t think she’ll do it though, I can see how much she’s warmed up to you just in the last few weeks.”
I shrugged, “I don't think she knows just how much I want her. I fought the pull so hard and now that I’ve opened myself up to her I’m going to lose her.”
Jim laughed, “Well then show her! You can’t just sulk around until she decides she wants you. Show her just how different you are from Dad.”
“I guess,” I shrugged. We made our way back upstairs and when we exited the elevator I could see she was staring, trying to figure out what had happened. She was worried.
“Worried is good right?” I smirked internally. My comment was met by a pouty huff from Blaize and I stepped forward.
“Miss Lovett,” I said as I walked past her desk.
“Mr. Thorpe.” She didn’t even look at me. But as I looked down at Sasha, her long blonde hair falling to her face and framing her bright hazel eyes, I got lost. I could smell her, that honeysuckle and vanilla was intoxicating and I wanted to breathe her in. I had been fighting it for so long, now all I wanted was to make up for lost time and take her right here and now.
I don’t know how long I’ll be able to do this, especially when she smells so good and looks like that. I quickly walked into my office and collapsed at my desk. There was no way I was getting anything done today. My self-pitying was interrupted when the phone rang. “Yes?”
“Mr. Thorpe, you have Ted Smith on line one.” Sasha’s voice was emotionless and I didn’t like how it sounded. I didn’t like this cold front.
“Thank you," was all I managed to reply. I knew she didn’t want to talk to me. She sat on the line for a moment, as though she wanted to say something more before hanging up and leaving me alone again.
At the end of the day I gathered my things and walked out of my office. “Goodnight, Miss Lovett.”
“Goodnight," she replied stiffly.
I was running circles in my head, trying to find some excuse to be near her but I couldn’t think of anything.
We need a plan to get her back..
“Tomorrow...” I replied, “Tomorrow we will start work on getting back our mate.”