Let's go
Had I not been a wolf, I wouldn’t have heard her. I heard her loud and clear, and I didn’t have to ask who she was talking about. I was stuck between wanting to see him and wanting to take her far away from him. Why was he here? She wasn’t even of age yet. Why now? We were supposed to have time, she still had time. The bastard was being selfish, this was too quick and I wanted to rip him apart. The thought of him claiming her before her time made my blood boil. Over my cold, dead body would he take her.
As if sending my inner turmoil, Adea stopped. She turned toward me and for the first time tonight, I saw the real fear in her eyes. Why hadn’t I heard it when she called me? Why hadn’t I been able to hear how scared she was? It wasn’t just worry, it was fear. I was such a dumbass. I had been too focused on making her jealous or angry. I had wanted her to say something,to demand that I stay away from everyone except her.
I had wanted her to claim me but I’d been stupid, too focused on myself and not on her. Hadn’t I already been hers? Hadn’t I always been hers? Since the first time I saw her two years ago, I had been hers. I didn’t need her confirmation, I didn’t need her to say she wanted me, I was hers. Mitch had told me I was stupid, that I was too young to know what this meant. He told me I didn’t know what I was doing or what I was feeling but I did know.
I was hers, irrevocably hers. I didn’t have anything to offer her but that didn’t stop me from wanting her to be mine. Needing her to be mine. I had come familiar with the term over the last two years. I wanted her. I wanted her to be mine. I wanted everyone to know she was mine. She was on my mind every second of every minute of every hour. I had done everything I could to keep her safe.
I became the cook in the packhouse shortly after I met her. I was able to prep her and the rest of the packhouse’s meals. I had gone from the butcher and raised my rank slightly to cook. I kept my head down and did everything right. Well, most of the time. The same couldn’t be said for my evening festivities. A smile spread across my lips before it quickly fell. I had to get her out of here. I strode across to her and grabbed her hand. I startled her out of her thoughts and she looked up at me in shock.
“Let’s go,” I said as gently as possible.
“Mm,” she murmured.
Tears filled her eyes and she nodded. Adea dropped her chin and her eyes darted around us. She didn’t want to see him, didn’t want to be with him. She didn’t want to spend a second longer with him than required, didn’t want to be offered to him like a pig off to slaughter, didn’t want to go from one Alpha to the other. Adea said she gave up on her mate but I knew her. I had gotten to know her so well. I knew what every movement meant, I knew what every twitch of her eye or arch of her brow meant.
She was still waiting for her mate. She still wanted to find him. She still believed in happily ever afters despite being promised to an Alpha-hole who would use her for breeding. Adea lived in a fantasy, a fantasy I hoped to help her have. I don’t care for her mate, I don’t care for the one this stupid Moon Goddess everyone worships made for her. I will decide my own fate and I choose Adea. I know it in my bones I could make her happy. I could give her the happily ever after she wants. I could give her the life she wants. I could make her happy. I can’t right now but one day, I could. I was doing everything I could to get there. I’d do everything I needed to. I pulled her and she followed me like I was the answer to all of her problems. As long as she looked at me that way, I would be everything she needed.
We were in the hallway now, leaving the guest room behind us as we ran. The doors and faces blurred as we passed. As we descended the stairs, we passed a few couples as they made out against the walls. Before we knew it, we had reached the landing and were in the entertainment hall. This is where the Alpha, her father, held parties, balls, events, and sometimes meetings.
Without caring, I pushed through the crowds of masked people. With Adea’s hand in mine, I cared little about being caught. The only worry I had was getting her out of here, now. Other than her scent, no one would know who she is. Unless they got close enough to see the color of her hair, but I wouldn’t let anyone get close enough to catch her scent.
I looked behind my shoulder at her, confirming that her mask was in place. She stared up at me with unwavering trust. I don’t know what I did to deserve that look in her eye, I don’t know what I deserved to hold her attention. Hell, I know for a fact that I didn’t deserve her but I was selfish. I would have her and I would do whatever it took to keep her in my life. Squeezing her hand, I turned back and continued to push through the crowd.
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