The silence of his wolf only lasted until morning. Unfortunately, he’d take the silence anyday. ‘Mate. Mate knows. Mate upset. Don’t want anyone but mate.’ It was a constant monologue.
Con.stant.
‘Go to mate. See mate. Smell mate. I can smell mate. Want mate.’
Chris pressed his palms into his eyes. He had to admit the night before in that alleyway had been an awakening. He’d never believe it would feel that good. Never believed it would happen outside of a mateship. And certainly
Over the next few weeks and the next few packs, he found himself being propositioned left right and centre… never for mateship, always for sex. Female after female was snuck into his room only then to ensure they left before Jaxson finished his shift.Yes, Chris had taken to ‘proving’ he didn’t need Jaxson through the only method that shut his wolf up. For a few wonderful hours, his wolf was silent. However, as soon as he came back, he made it known his anger, his irritation, his fury.His mind was splitting in half, he felt so much of a pull it was a sheer magnet forcing him from his room. But he stayed as he was, head in hands trying to shift the torrent of hatred his wolf was supplying. Letting him out for a run was a bad idea, Chris couldn’t see how he’d b
Jaxson pitched over, his hands on his knees after he’d finished the course this pack had set up. It wasn’t as complex as the one in the Royal packlands, but it was a lot longer. His head thudded with exertion… but it was a welcome feeling. “Did that in record time, no wonder you’re protecting the prince.” Matlock approached him, slapping him on the back in congratulations.“Gotta work hard,” Jaxson panted.“Yeah, can see that.”He’d heard bad things about the Huntermoon pack, but so far, he hadn’t sensed any issues. They were welcoming, the Alpha wasn’t as nearly hot headed as he’d heard, and the warriors trained hard.Matlock handed him a bo
Chris settled on top of the bed, not really ready for sleep but it was guard rotation in five minutes, so he’d hidden in his room. He let out a sigh, staring up at the ceiling with a blank mind. His mind had been blank a lot recently.A tap drew his eyebrows together. Then another. He sat up, looking at the door but it hadn’t sounded like anything banging against wood. He dropped his legs from the bed and approached the window. Peering through, he saw the future alpha, George. “Get down here!” he whispered up.“What are you doing?” he whispered back so his guards wouldn’t hear.“Sneaking you out! Just climb down!” Chris looked back at the door, should he?
Chris’ head pounded, the throbbing closer to when he had his head kicked in. A cold trickle ran down his spine. Why would his head be pounding so bad? Had he been in a fight? He couldn’t remember… shit! Why couldn’t he remember? He worked his tongue around his mouth, tasting alcohol, something sweet like sugar and musky pussy. He scrunched his nose up… it wasn’t a good taste to wake up to in the morning. He tried to run a hand over his face to wake himself up, finding him unable to do so. He frowned, cracking his eyes open only to immediately regret it with the blinding light of the sun’s surface. He groaned to himself. He pulled at his arms, wanting to sit up. Clan
“OK, what the fuck was that about?” Adam asked as they sniffed through the wood, looking for their charge. “What was what?” “That, back there with the Prince.” “I dunno, nightmare or sommat,” Jaxson replied flippantly. “No, you went in there like your fucking arse was on fire. Like you knew.” “He linked me.” “Only you?” Adam asked skeptically. “Well… it seems so.” “I heard him, Jax. I heard him.” Jaxson went cold, having a suspicion what he was on about. “The mind link? So why the fuck the th
Chris stormed through the small woods, circling the packland, aware Adam was tailing him at a distance. He was thankful Jaxson wasn’t there too. He knew he’d messed up, knew he was being reckless and stupid. He just didn’t know what else to do! He was so lost, he was alone, he had no-one to talk to. He had no-one to offload. He couldn’t tell anyone! Even Trey. There was nowhere he could turn. He was away from home, his reputation was surely in tatters. It was only a matter of time before it all got back to the palace… then he’d be F.U.C.K.E.D. Letting out an audible cry he sank to his knees. His mate hated him. Despised him. And he couldn’t blame him for it; how had he been treating him? He’d bee
It was after lunch when Chris was lying sprawled over the bed, her words whirring around his head. She’d accept him as a forced mate, no qualms, no questions. She’d do it. From his conversation with her it seemed to be a more common thing outside of Royal packlands. But was it the right thing? Right thing or not, he couldn’t accept his true mate. He scrubbed a hand down his face. Regardless he should still finish the pack tour. Should he take her with him, a courtship period? That was common, many spent at least a few weeks getting to know each other before sealing the bond. He felt he was tearing himself in two. “My Prince, His Royal Highness is on the phone in the Alpha off
He hadn’t moved from his spot of disgruntled despair when there was a knock on the door. “Busy.” The door opened anyway, “Doesn’t look like it,” came a familiar voice. Chris glanced up to Trey for a moment before looking away. “Wow, not seen that look in a long time. Tour going that bad?” “You didn’t need to come. Sorry he made you.” “I offered.” Trey shrugged. Chris scrubbed a hand down his face before getting to his feet. “Well, I’m sorry. The Luna sorted you a room… just…” he walked into the adjoined bathroom, shutting the door. He had nothing to say. He had no mind for anything. He felt like he was going to be sick with the rolling seas h