Chapter 7

-Skyler-

More loud voices. I need to stop waking up like this.

“She is dying, Alpha. Her organs will begin to shut down if she doesn’t eat soon. And, well, I think her wolf has stopped trying to heal her, because of the chain and the fact that she hasn’t been able to run for two weeks now. “ Two weeks? Excuse me what was this man talking about? “The wolfsbane in the water also doesn’t help, it just weakens her wolf more. I’m afraid that if you don’t let her roam free and catch her own food, like you said she said, she will most certainly die. Her being a silver wolf also just heightens her need to run and it makes her emaciated state affect her and her wolf more. All in all, everything is more intense for her.” A worried voice said in a hushed tone. It probably belonged to the doctor. He sounded very concerned, but also scared.

Two weeks?

Organs shutting down?

Wolfsbane in the water?

What in the actual goddamn fuck?

“Thank you, William. That’ll be all for now.” I heard the familiar voice of my mate. He sounded tired.

I kept my eyes closed.

How the hell has it been two weeks? I’ve only been here for 5 days, was I out for another 9 days? What is happening to me?

"Yes Alpha," the doctor said.

The increase in the frequency of the beeping from the machine somewhere to my right, probably a heart monitor, made my mate divert his attention to me.

“I know you’re awake, Skyler.”

I opened my eyes, squinting at the harsh fluorescent lights above me. I sat up slowly, my body protesting all the way. Something tugged at my arm. There was a long thick tube attached to a needle that eventually led to a bag with clear fluid inside of it. Funny, wolves rarely need an IV. Once I sat up black dots immediately danced in front of my eyes, making me lay down again.

To my right, on a white chair, sat Ambrose. He looked terrible. He had bags under his eyes, his hair looked messy and his normal enticing grey eyes looked like the sky before it rained.

“You look like shit.” I told him.

“Skyler, stop. Please. I need you to listen. I’m sorry. I didn’t realise that not letting you run was going to have this effect. Please. I’m sorry. I’ll let you roam free, whatever you want. Please just eat. Please. I beg you.” Well shit. He was serious.

I mulled over his words for a minute.

“Did you really put wolfsbane in my water?” That was low.

“Really? Out of all of that, that was what worried you the most?”

“So that’s a yes. You’re a sick bastard, Ambrose. I cannot believe you would do that to your mate,” I said it as a statement without any emotion in my voice.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know how to do this. I’ve never had a mate. I’ve never had somebody I loved as deeply as I love you. I was just so scared you would run. I can’t lose you, Skyler. I just can’t. Please forgive me,” He looked so sad. My wolf let out a whimper. Fuck. She hated this. She hated seeing him like this.

Wait! My wolf was back!

Practically against my will, I said, ”Fine. My wolf hates seeing you this way. She is the only reason I’m saying it’s fine. If I don’t, I think she might actually die.”

He looked up from his lap. He didn’t say anything.

“Things are going to change if you want us to work, Ambrose.”

“They will. I promise.”

“Okay. Now, I am going for a run.” Moving te get up, he stood from his chair.

“Wait! Skyler, hold on! Can we please just talk first?” Ambrose said as I was already pulling the IV from my arm. A stream of blood trickled down my arm as I yanked it out, but it healed almost instantly. Huh, guess my wolf was back just by the mere thought of going for a run.

Climbing off of the bed, I wobbled a little and almost fell to the ground if Ambrose hadn’t caught me. “Take It slow, for me? Please?” He asked with pleading eyes. That touch. His touch felt like electricity was dancing across my skin. “Okay,” My voice shaky, as I likely wouldn’t make it to the forest on my own. He carried me bridal style out of the hospital or infirmary or whatever the place was and we walked straight into the woods. The place reeked of chemicals. As he put me down, I felt a little stronger. Just the feeling of grass under my naked feet sent happy shivers down my spine. Walking to a tree and stripping out of the hospital gown, which was easy, I took a deep breath. This was going to hurt.

Focusing on my wolf, I started to feel the tell-tale signs of changing. The itching under my nails. The tingling of my skin. The pain knocked the air out of lungs momentarily, but I regained my composure. In an instant I was my better half, shaking out my coat.

Immediately I took off at a sprint. The moon was obviously at the end of its cycle. The full moon made me even stronger as I ran, my paws eating dirt and kicking up leaves. I let out a long howl of delight and pleasure, increasing my speed. As I ran, I caught the sent of something delicious. A stag, by the smell of the pheromones. My stomach growled in anticipation of the scent. Changing direction slightly north, I ran after the delicious smell. As the scent got stronger, I slowed down not wanting to scare it off. Walking closer, I could see a huge deer standing near a small lake, having a drink. Readying my muscles, I crouched low. Waiting for the the slight breeze to settle. I pounced from the bush I was behind and sank my teeth into its hide. It must have been three times as big as me, as I almost didn’t get it down. Finally, after shaking my jaw and clawing at the femoral artery, the beast it gave up. Laying lifeless on the ground, I stepped back to admire my work. Not too bad if I might say so myself. My wolf was proud. She liked showing her strength and prowess.

I couldn’t help myself any longer. I tore into the side of that stag like my life depended on it. Which it kind of did, in a way. I ate almost a quarter of the huge animal, starting with the shoulder and ending with the hind, when I heard a soft growl behind me. Not really a growl though, more like a purr. I liked that sound very very much. I spun around, only to be faced my a wolf so black he was almost blue. My mate. His eyes stared into mine. Those eyes will be the death of me. My wolf wanted to rub herself all over him. In his eyes I saw pride. Pride in what? In me?

He motioned over to the dead animal with his head, in a way asking for permission to join me. Instead of answering him directly I just turned around again and continued eating. I guess he took that as an invitation, because he joined me soon after. Side by side, we shared a meal. It was the first time we were actually civil towards each other. I enjoyed the silence with my mate by my side, even though I was still a pissed at him. When I finished eating, I walked over to the lake the deer was drinking form, going in and submerging myself almost completely. I needed to wash off the blood, plus I feel like I haven’t showered in weeks.

Once again, he joined me. He came into the water, walking slowly at first, as if to see how I would react. I just looked at him, as I was actually enjoying his company. I put my nose underwater to wash the blood off, and when I opened my eyes he was gone. A moment of panic flashed through me, until I saw his head come up from under the water. His human head. “If you shift, maybe we could talk?” He asked cautiously. I thought for a moment, and maybe it was because of the mate bond, or he being wet and shirtless, but I went under the water and shifted.

I came up for air only to see him standing closer than before. I looked up at him. He towered over me by at least 6 inches.

“You are the most beautiful wolf I have ever laid my eyes upon, mate.” His lips looked so goddamn kissable. I looked up into his eyes, lust clear as day on display. I walked a little closer, wanting to test the waters. Plus I wanted him. I really did. Maybe it was his chest with the water droplets sliding slowly down his huge muscles, or maybe it was my horny wolf. I placed my hands on his chest. There he goes with that purr again,

this time with a deeper tone. I was so close to his lips. So so close. He looked down at me, glancing at my lips. I wanted to kiss him. No, I wanted to have him. I want his mark. I want it all.

It just couldn't happen. I looked at his lips again, But how could I kiss him when he didn't know yet? I couldn't do that, not even to an asshole who chained me to a bed. He needed to know first. But how could I expect him to still want me after? I wouldn't want me.

I pushed lightly against his pecs, backing away.

"We should head back. It's late."