Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
“What the fuck, man? I thought you’d agree with me? Humans do not have what it takes to do this,” Rocco said. “It nearly kills us when we go through our first transition. Rather than see me as the asshole here, why not think about the mercy we’re fucking showing them!”
“They deserve a chance to live!”
“What about that fucker I’ve just had to clean up?” Rocco asked. “Do you think it’s fun having your skin split open and your insides ready to explode? You think that was fun for him?”
“Enough!” Alpha raised his voice and Rocco sat back. Draco was still tense with his gaze on Rocco, but he also seemed to come to heel.
Alpha breathed out a sigh and looked at him. “In case it has escaped your notice, we have reason to believe our very own resident human also has wolf genes. Her wolf doesn’t respond to commands, but as I’m sure others have sensed, she doesn’t smell human either.” He pointed at Boyan. “I believe that’s where you were.”
Boyan nodded. “Shirley doesn’t know anything either. I’ve asked.”
“Waste of fucking space,” Wolfe said.
“For Agatha, I need to talk to this woman,” Boyan said. “Her wolf is there. It’s dormant but I need to know if it will come out to play. I need to know if this will kill her.”
The club went silent and Boyan clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth. His wolf howled in the back of his mind.
“She’s your mate?” Wolfe asked.
“I don’t know what she is but I can’t … I can’t … nothing can happen to her. Agatha cannot die.” He had to say the words slowly as the very thought of anything happening to her scared the shit out of him.
The club went quiet. He lifted his head and looked at each of the brothers in turn.
“What?”
“I’ll make the arrangements,” Alpha said. “We’ll need a small group of men to come with us to this meeting. I don’t want it to look like we’re waiting to be attacked.”
Boyan knew he was already going. Enzo, Rocco, Gunnar, and even Draco agreed to go. All the guys agreed to go, but Alpha picked his team. Everyone else had to stay behind to take care of the pack and make sure nothing else went wrong.
Church was dismissed. Boyan headed out of the clubhouse and was nearly at the gate when Draco’s voice stopped him.
“She’s your mate,” he said.
He stopped and turned to look at Draco. The brother looked in even worse shape than ever before. “How do you know?”
“That feeling, that you cannot allow her to die. It’s how I know. Being with a woman isn’t about all the fucking and breeding and shit. It’s about that feeling.” He pressed a hand against his heart. “Where you walk into a room and all you want to do is find her. You can scent her, and you crave to just walk near her, and you know that smallest distance is still too much. Where holding her in your arms is more than enough. Your thoughts are filled with just moments of her, wanting to be near her, begging to be next to her, just wondering how her day has been. Then of course, there’s the sex. Where other women being with you just … it disgusts you. You cannot stand another’s touch. That is what it’s like, and the way you reacted in there, you’re mated, Boyan.”
“And what happens if she dies?” Boyan asked.
Draco spent most of his days hanging on by a thread. The brother wasn’t really living. He existed and that was all. It was a sad and miserable existence. They all kept him from going over the edge. According to their wolf legends, you only mated once. For Draco it meant he had no mate to look forward to.
“You become nothing. You cease to exist. All you can focus on is what you did wrong. How you could have saved her.” Draco shrugged. “It’s not good.”
“Man, I’m so sorry,” Boyan said.
“It is what it is. All I can say to you, and to all of you who find your mates, don’t ever let your guard down.”
Draco was done talking. He spun on his heel and walked away.
Running a hand down his face, Boyan didn’t know how to fix the brother. There was nothing to be done.
Stepping out of the clubhouse grounds, he started to run through the forest and made his way toward Agatha’s home. All he wanted was to be with her, to wrap his arms around her, and surround her with his scent. He didn’t know how long he would have with her before her wolf threatened to come out.
It didn’t take him long to make it to her apartment. He had a spare key and flicked the key into the lock, and made his way upstairs. Agatha was still in bed. The sheets were over half of her body, just her midriff. She’d pulled a pillow beneath her head, her ass and most of her legs were exposed. She looked so fucking precious.