Chapter 12
Bastien
Slowly slipping from the bed, I tried not to disturb my mate. I walked to the dresser letting off a small warning growl.
I didn’t need him knocking on the door and waking her up. If he did, I might have to kick his ass, something I really wasn’t in the mood to do.
Roman shifted slightly, letting me know he heard me and wasn’t willing to risk my anger. Smart wolf! Pulling a pair of boxer briefs from the drawer, I put one leg and then the other into the holes. I pulled them quickly up my hips not bothering with a shirt.
Turning I looked at my mate sleeping in our bed. Her hair was fanned out over the pillow while the sheets covered her. With a sigh of frustration, I opened the door and slipped out through the opening, which was just big enough to let me through.
“This better be fucking life or death,” I snapped at Roman.
“Alpha,” he said as his eyes darted to the door.
“What do you want, Roman?” I asked him as my wolf slipped into my voice.
“The rogue was spotted on the southern edge,” he tells me and his eyes, once again, went to the closed door.
“Did you catch him?” I asked him, anger starting to take hold. The fucking bastard was taunting us and then went after my mate.
“No,” He replied quietly as if he knew too much noise would set me off. He was right, I might have had to throat punch him.
“You mated,” he stated.
“Yes,” there was no need to elaborate, and I wasn’t about to divulge the details.
“She’s human,” he said in a shocked voice.
“Not for much longer,” I tell him, my voice turning cold.
She would turn, there wasn’t much choice in the matter. I should never have bitten her, but the need to mark her was too strong to fight off.
“You fully mated?” he asked, his voice was filled with something I couldn’t quite catch.
“Do we have a problem, Roman?” I asked him, my voice turned ice cold.
“No, alpha,” he replied as his eyes went to the door and remained glued there.
“Should I be concerned about you trying to take my mate?” I growled.
“NO!” he quickly exclaimed.
“Alpha?” Dirk comes up behind Roman.
Sighing, I looked to my second.
“You need to see this,” he tells me.
“Go see if you can find his trail,” I tell Roman.
He turns to leave, with his head down as if his tail was tucked between his legs. It wasn’t, but it was about to be.
“And Roman, stay the fuck away from my mate,” I tell him harshly.
I didn’t like the way he had been watching my door. The very idea that he might be coveting her had my fist clenching and my wolf fighting for freedom.
“How is she?” Dirk asked as I turned to go into my room.
“Sleeping,” I tell him, my voice holding the tone to let him know I wasn’t in the mood to share more.
I needed more clothes. Opening the door slowly, I walked into my room and headed in the direction of my dresser while my eyes strayed to the bed. Mia was curled up holding my pillow close with her face pressed against the surface as if she smelled me.
The thought brought a smile to my face. My Mate missed me just like I missed her already. I kept thinking of her pressed against me, the feel of her breath on my chest, her warmth soaking into my body.
Grabbing a pair of jeans and a dark t-shirt, I quickly dressed. I wanted her to rest, she was going to need it. The change would be upon her soon, and that meant cleaning up whatever fucking mess needed cleaning up. I wanted to be here to help her transition.
She will be terrified, and it will be painful. The thought had my wolf growling, there was nothing we could do to help her transition. Nothing to take away the fear and pain.
My fist clenched as I opened the door. I hoped with every fiber of my being that Mia didn’t hate me when this was over. I should have given her a choice, but instead, I let instinct take over, and I did the unforgivable. I forced this life upon her.