Chapter 24
Torey's POV
I was scanning over paperwork that a pack member had asked me to review, he had proposed a business deal and wanted to know if I would be interested in investing. My mind could barely focus, I had been working for the past seven hours straight with no break.
It was then that my office door creaked open, Luara was wrapped tightly in a blanket as she walked towards me, I lifted her up, sitting her down on my lap, her body leaning against mine as she laid her head on my chest.
"Not tired baby?"
"No, I don't want to sleep anymore." She replied, her eyes looking down at the mess that occupied my desk.
"Want to color for a little while? I have a few things I need to finish and then we'll watch a movie?" I suggested, already grabbing some plain paper from the drawer along with some colored pens.
Luara nodded excitedly, moving from my lap and running towards the couch, pens, and paper in hand. She stayed there for a while, silently coloring as I continued to work.
My phone buzzed and I quickly replied to all the unread messages, they had piled up over the last few days.
I had been ignoring the piles of work, text messages, and phone calls that I needed to make, I wanted to spend time with my mate and daughter which was why it had managed to build up so much.
I had also noticed that we were having more rogue captures lately, they had been attempting to cross our borders but were stopped by border patrol wolves before they could get too far in.
A few had managed to escape but trackers had caught onto their scent and would remember it if they tried again.
It was beginning to worry me, the safety of my pack and territory were paramount. I couldn't ignore the threat that the young rogue had mentioned that a rogue Alpha had made it his mission to destroy all packs, with mine being next.
I had arranged more border patrols, and as long as my pack members stayed within a few miles of the border they would be safe to roam freely. They could continue their daily runs.
The leader of the rogue pack Mason had his mate killed by an Alpha, he had sworn after the discovery of his mate's attack that he would take revenge against all Alphas, wanting them to feel the pain and anguish that he felt.
He had been with his mate for over five years and she was over two months pregnant.
When your soul mate dies, half of your soul dies. They shared a part of you, that would never be replaced by someone else. The loss of a mate was the most excruciating thing that a werewolf could go through. Some turn to madness while others manage to control their beast, having to hide them away, to never be let out. Only the strongest of wolves could find peace within themselves after losing their mate.
I wasn't about to allow him to do that to me and my family, and to my pack. I had organized more patrols and more training, even wolves who hadn't shifted yet were learning more combat, to be able to protect themselves.
I was just looking through my plans for another extension on the pack house when Luara got up from the couch and approached me, a scrunched-up paper in her hand. She held her hand out for me to take it, a large smile on her face as I grabbed it to look at her drawing.
When my eyes roamed the paper, I wanted to pull my hair out. Luara had somehow managed to color in a multi-colored wolf on some important pack paperwork which had taken me two hours to complete. This unfortunately needed to be sent to a neighboring pack tomorrow morning.
Because I didn't say anything about her drawing and instead smacked my hands on my face, sighing deeply. Tears had sprung in her rich green eyes, thinking I didn't like the picture she had drawn for me.
I immediately pulled her onto my lap, telling her that I loved it. I didn't have the patience nor the effort to rewrite a new copy and instead, just sent the neighboring Alpha the paperwork with a multi-colored wolf on it.
Within half hour, I had managed to put Luara back in bed and she had fallen fast asleep
I walked into my bedroom, heading straight for the bathroom to have a quick shower and to brush my teeth.
I was about to exit the shower when I suddenly felt tense, an uneasy feeling flowed through my body. My wolf paced around my mind, anxious and concerned about the dangerous vibes that our body was experiencing.
I jumped out of the shower, throwing on a pair of shorts before racing into Luara's room to find her asleep, clinging onto her blankets. Once my wolf acknowledged our daughter was safe, I immediately mind-linked Eva but received no reply.
I called through the pack mind link, commanding warriors, and my Beta Sam to attend my house instantly while ordering others to search the territory.
Within minutes they had arrived, two wolves were to stay behind to guard over Luara as the rest of us went in search of Eva.
With the threats of rogues and a deranged Alpha lurking in the woods, I was afraid that Eva could have been taken, attacked, or even killed if I didn't find her in time.
I followed Eva's scent, it ended near the beginning of the woods, close to the clearing beside our house. I shouted Eva's name, my tone desperate, wanting to find my mate safe.
Once I found her, I couldn't see anything but her as I examined her up and down for injuries. She was in her wolf form, looking straight back at me.
I hadn't even realized that she was standing in front of another wolf until the wolf lunged for her throat.
I instantly shifted, my shorts shredding into pieces. I launched forward, snapping my jaw down deep into Olie's shoulder making her arm snap, yelping loudly from the agonizing pain.
I continued to hold down the grip I had on her shoulder, anger rushing through me as Eva fell to the ground, whimpering in sheer pain. Blood pouring down her coat, her fur clumping into thick spots as the blood began to stain the forest floor.
Wanting to comfort my mate, I flung Olie to the side, near the four pack warriors, so they could watch her every movement.
I nudged Eva's side gently and watched as she slowly opened her eyes, softly whimpering. I began slowly licking her wound and whined when she closed her eyes not wanting her to lose consciousness.
She needed to see the pack doctor immediately, and as I went to shift back to my human form, Olie growled.
My snout twitched in anger, my eyes narrowing darkly on Olie, irritation, and fury burning through my beast, all aimed at her.
Olie suddenly charged again, and before she could reach Eva, I bit down on Olie's throat, launching her into the tree opposite, listening to her whimper as she dropped to the floor with force.
I growled in dominance, forcing Olie's wolf to submit to mine. She submits, as her wolf cowered into the back of her mind, no longer willing to continue their assault. I shifted back, chucking on a pair of shorts that a pack warrior had thrown at me.
"Take her to the cells, I'll be visiting her later." I demanded my voice hardening considerably.
Olie decided to take another chance and gripped her teeth onto an unexpected pack warrior's leg that hadn't shifted into his wolf. Sam shifted into his wolf, gaining control of her as she attempted to claw at his face, slashing his snout.
I had enough of her behavior, she was causing too much aggravation and was enabling me from seeing to my mate's injuries. I let out an uncontrollable animalistic growl, I rushed forward, my hands gripping around her neck as I forced her to shift.
She began to shake, trying to fight for her life as she wiggled within my grip, but my nails conformed into claws, half of my wolf form out as I slit my claw along her throat, deep enough to open her jugular vein.
Within a minute she fell to the floor limp and lifeless.
"Take her body away and get rid of it." I commanded as I secured my mate into my arms, rushing towards the pack infirmary. I had already notified him through the pack mind link, so he could be prepared.
Mike the pack doctor told me to place Eva down on the medical bed, she had already shifted back into her human form. He rushed around the room, injecting, and attaching wires to her body. He had already told me that she would need a blood transfusion from me, she had lost a lot of blood but thankfully, Olie had missed her main artery.
Mike inserted the needle into my vein before transferring my blood to Eva's. He inspected her injuries, the cut to her neck was deep and Eva's breathing had become labored.
Mike had begun to bandage Eva's wounds, informing me that she would need to rest. That he would inject her with a medication to keep her asleep, to allow her body to heal properly without being interrupted.
Luckily, Olie had caught onto Eva's shoulder more than her neck and had missed any main veins. I watched on as Mike slowly injected her, watching Eva's eyes slowly close as she fell into a deep sleep.
She needed time to rest, and Mike allowed me to take her home, so she could rest comfortably in her own bed. He would visit her in the morning, to check on her injuries and told me to keep an eye on her.
My thoughts raced as I carried Eva home, my mind drifting back to the day I rejected her, the loss that I felt, and the feeling of losing her all over again, plaguing my entire being.
Whether I had caused her pain by openly rejecting her, or by causing her pain from being with someone else, who felt as if she had the right to take my mate's life, that made me feel at fault.
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