Chapter Twenty-Six

I had always thought that Grant Black was my only option. Our strings had been attached for as long as I could remember. Even with an ocean between us my string remained a vibrant red. Apart of me knew that if I ever returned home that it would never work.

Grant and I are just to different.

None of that mattered though. I had Seoul. He was the only man that I would ever need in my life.

It wasn't until I met Jackson that I realized how wrong that I was. Seoul needs a father. He needs someone to teach him what the qualities of a good man are. He needs someone that he respect.

I needed someone to teach me what true love is.

Love isn't cruel isolation. Love doesn't force you to take on a role long before your time. Love isn't living in fear.

Love is patient and kind. Love is courageous and honorable. Love is accepting and forgiving.

I have never been loved by any person other than my son.

Jackson changed all of that.

Seoul and I have spent the past few days following Mitilda around while she completed her alpha duties. As for the others they have been busy with task of their own.

I watch Seoul as he tediously draws on a thick piece of paper with a ink pen. He is doing his best to hide whatever he is working on with his elbows.

I glance up to see that Mitilda is scribbling away at her stacks of paperwork.

The silence is deafening.

Its been four days since Jackson and I mated. I haven't seen him since and I am worried. His wolf is either holding him hostage or he has been injured.

It makes my heart hurt to think about it.

I miss him.

I can't let it show. I can't let my son see how scared I am. I have to put a brave face. I have to act normal.

Which is really hard to do.

I glance up at Mitilda just to see that her eyes have glazed over. She abruptly stands up and runs out of her office.

Should I follow? I wonder what's going on? Are we under attack?

I have no skills that would be beneficial in a fight. I would just get in the way.

I sigh and slide back in my chair. My eyes start to water. I squeeze my eyes closed trying to keep the waterfall at bay.

"Rin." Mitilda said softly.

I look at her through blurry eyes. The tears that I desperately tried to hold back slide down my cheeks.

"Someone is here to see you." She says. I nod and wipe my eyes, no doubt smearing the little make up that I do wear.

I motion for Seoul to follow but Mitilda motions for him to sit back down. My eye brows pull together. Why can't he come with me?

"Your visitor is out in the hall." She said her voice is void of all emotion. She opens the oak office door, steps to the side and motions for me to step outside into the hall.

The hall is just as quiet as Mitildas office. I look up and down the small corridor just to see that all of the doors are shut. Not a person in sight.

Why would she tell me that someone is here when there isn't?

A low growl pulls my attention down towards the floor. A large sandy blond wolf sits back on its haunches about two feet in front of me. His crystal blue eyes meet mine just as he drops a large bird at my feet.

I slowly sit down on the floor in front of the wolfs gift.

"Is this for me?" I ask.

The wolfs head bobs up and down. Almost as if he was answering. A loud whine escapes his throat. I slowly move to one knee and reach out my hand. I want to make my intentions clear. The wolf stills giving me permission to touch him. I run my fingers through his thick fur.

Tears fill my eyes yet again.

I know that this is Jackson but this version of him can't talk to me. He can't encourage me and challenge me to better myself. He can't make jokes and laugh. He can't talk all serious. He can't use his teacher voice for Seoul.

This version of Jackson can't hold me. He can't kiss me. He can't rub my back like he does when he is trying to ease my anxiety.

I find myself hugging the wolf. My face is buried in his fur. The tears are freely falling, wetting his fur.

"I miss you Jackson." I whisper

The eerie sounds of bones cracking fills the air making me tense. This time its different though. It isn't slow and gradual. Its fast and isn't accompanied with agonizing cries of pain.

Before I knew it human arms are wrapped around my small frame. Jackson buries his head in the crook of my neck.

His blue eyes meet mine and he places a gentle kiss on my lips. I can't help but to cry but this time its tears of happiness.

"I told you I would come back." He says placing a gentle kiss on his mark.

"I hate to interrupt your moment but our patrol officers managed to detain one of Verners guys. I need to see if you can identify him." Mitilda says tossing Jackson a pair of basketball shorts.

"Mr.Jackson, welcome back!" Seoul said as he ran out of Mitildas office. A toothy smile on his face with his picture that he has been working on in hand.

"I'm assuming his happy to see me." Jackson said.

"This is for you." Seoul says handing him the picture.

"Thanks buddy!" Jackson says ruffling his hair.

The picture that he drew is clearly of us as a family. There is Jackson, Seoul and myself but the thing that catches my eye is the weird little circle he has drawn on my stomach.

Jackson is giving Seoul a hug thanking him for the touching picture.

If I didn't know better.

Seoul looks at me and cocks his head to the side.

"Didn't you know mommy?" he asks.

All I can do is shake my head.

"You smell different. Just like all of the girls that are becoming mommies back home." He explains.

Stranger things have happened but being able to identify conception this soon is un heard of.

"Come on, we need to go." Mitilda ordered. Jackson picks up Seoul and grabs my hand. Forcing me to walk at his pace.

"What was he telling you?" Jackson asked.

I just shrug because honestly I don't know if its true or not.

The idea of having another baby scares me. I nearly died giving birth to Seoul but the hours leading up to his birth were very stressful too.

The sound of a large metal door slamming shut pulled me out of my thoughts. I wonder who they could have captured? I wouldn't ever think that any of Daniels men would be so reckless. I follow Mitilda down the small corridor.

We stop in front of an metal lock up cage. Something like you would see in a city jail, the only difference is the metal has been soaked in wolves bane. Its so strong I can smell it with my human senses.

"Has he said anything?" Mitilda asks Frank.

"Nope. He is just sitting their staring at the wall." He said shrugging.

"Do you recognize him?" Mitilda asks.

I peek around Jackson. The guy has a medium build, clearly Gamma or lower. Dark eyes, and I can almost envision the sinister grin that he wears on his face.

He is the one that woke me up my first night on Verners territory. He carried me up the stairs to Daniels office but he never told me his name.

I glance between Mitilda and the man sitting in lock up. I give her a brief nod confirming that he was their that day.

"Scott you know he is coming for you right?" The man says not moving from his spot. Not looking in my general direction.

"He is coming for you and his son."