What about the warrior? I know I charged Micah with them, but have they arrived? I ask Jason as we walk side by side.
I fist my hand in an attempt to suppress the pull of the bond. Every fiber of my being was against leaving Sadie.
No, but it won’t be much longer. An hour or so, Jason answers before stopping.
I halt in my steps and turn to look at him, wondering why he stopped.
Is something wrong? he asks, his eyes looking at me in worry. You seem tensed.
I grit my teeth against the need and pull to turn around and go back to Sadie’s room. I honestly don’t understand why this is happening. Why is it becoming so hard? Is it because we are in close proximity?
The need to be around her has gotten stronger since we came back here. It feels like my entire being is being consumed by this need. The need to be near her, as if she’s the very air I breathe.
Nothing; let’s just go, I tell him, and I begin walking once again.
Every step I take away from her feels heavy. Like my feet have been filled with lead. My body is screaming against me leaving, especially when my mate is in a delicate state. It’s as if the very fabric of my being is fighting against me. Against walking away from this hospital.
We get outside, and I rush to get away from the suffocating atmosphere. I quicken my steps, hoping that the need to stay will ease if I can just put some distance between me and Sadie.
Will you slow down? Jason’s pants, trying to catch up with me.
I don’t stop, though. He can either hurry up or stay behind. Right now, it’s none of my fucking business.
Within minutes, I am pushing the door to the pack house open. Nothing and no one register in my head as I make my way towards my office.
I open the door to my office only to find Piper seated in one of my chairs.
Alec! she breathes in a relieved tone. She jumps on me, hugging me tightly as if we’d not seen each other in years.
I hug her back before stepping away from her. I round my desk and drop down on my chair. It wasn’t even mid-morning, and I was already exhausted.
Is this how it’s going to be? Constantly fighting against the mate bond? It’s tiring and frustrating. I honestly don’t know how long I can keep up with it.
Hi, Piper. How was your trip? I lean against my chair just as Jason walks in.
The pull is still there, but it has dulled. It isn’t as strong as it was back in the hospital. The mate bond is still buzzing, though.
Its energy is there. It’s hard to explain how it feels, but it’s like every cell in my body is buzzing with an electric current or something. I never felt this way with Lola. Sure, I could feel the bond, but it wasn’t this all-consuming. I never once felt like my entire being was being lit up.
Alec? Her voice interrupts my thoughts.
I shake my head in an attempt to bring my focus back to the present. My mind is consumed with nothing but thoughts of my mate. Damn, this is so different from what I experienced with Lola.
I have alpha friends who found their mates long before I did. They used to talk about how it felt to find their fated. I once found it odd that I didn’t feel the same with Lola, but I was so in love with her that I pushed those doubts away.
Looking back now, I realize that it’s because of that love that I made excuses and believed in them. Aside from being in love with Lola, I was in desperate need of the cure to the curse. I made myself believe that once we marked each other, the bond would grow stronger.
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