Chapter Four: I Am Here Now

ALPHA CUAN

“Do you think it is true? The wolf cry?” Chase asks curiously.

We are driving over to the Lunar Moon pack house towards dawn because I couldn’t wait a moment longer. I fear that Neerah could be in danger. I don’t trust the people around her and everything is so messed up.

“The elders have too many tales” I reply curtly. I don’t like worrying about matters that did not even happen. 

“I was told that strong Alphas would enter a temporary state of peak strength and no one could afford to fight them..” he paused, as if deliberating on which information to reminisce about. 

“They enter into a perfect harmony with their wolves, reaching a height of dominion others could only dream of…” he goes on to say, pausing as if to prompt a reply out of me. I ignored him still. 

“It always starts with their eyes. It changes from their original color to red. And for once, the human form embraces the wolf without turning. It is supposed to be fascinating” 

Chase is being weird again. 

“The only legend Neerah needs is my unconditional support. Drive!” I said it with a warning.

“Yes Alpha” Chase is quick to reply and I look out the window. Ordinarily, I would ponder about any weirdness from Chase. He seems to have keen insight when it comes to these kinds of things. He is definitely hinting at something.

In my mind, I can still see her battered form and it still hurts that it was all I could do for her back then. I wonder if she is alright again. 

But the thoughts kept coming back to the werewolf idiot who forcibly kissed her earlier. 

An angry growl tore out of my throat and I tried to calm myself with the knowledge that he would never hurt her again.

When we arrived at the Lunar pack house, Chase opened the door for me and we both went straight for the front entrance.

The beta is the one who opens the door for us. When he saw me, he didn't immediately ask us to leave. He is forced to be civil so he says “you are welcome Alpha. But you are late. The party ended very early” 

He did not move away to give us space to enter. He is clearly stating quietly that it would be better if we leave.

"Where is Neerah?" I ask the beta with a piercing look.

He looks annoyed I ask. His face is impassive when he says "resting"

He could have redirected the conversation. But he lied instead.

I felt this intense pain lance through my heart. It came unbidden and I had to force myself to breathe because it was suddenly too difficult.

i knew immediately how my mom knew that my father is dead when she is not even in the same vicinity at the time.

I know that Neerah is in danger.

“Alpha!” Chase states with alarm. His eyes look quite shaken but that is the least of my concern.

The beta moved away wordlessly and I just followed my instincts, rushing into the house as if I had a particular destination in mind. 

I find myself in front of a slim door and I can smell blood, fear and…her!

I burst it open to find Alpha Knight beating her frail form. 

I saw red. 

A guttural cry tore out of my lips as I dragged him back to keep him away from her. That was my first instinct. He needed to stay the hell away from her! 

But now that he was not hitting her, I had to look at her. I need to know if she was alright. 

And I saw… blood. She was bleeding on the fucking floor! I snarl at the bully I held captive with a fist. And I guess I saw fear boldly written all over his face. 

Whatever he saw on my face killed his Alpha pride. He didn't even try to fight back. 

But that wasn't nearly enough. I threw him at the nearest wall with a strength that made bones crack at impact. 

The pain washes over me. The pain of seeing my own mate lying in the pool of her blood. 

It felt like I failed her. I should have taken her home at the first sign of danger. I should have…!

My eyes go back to the crumpled form of the man who raised a hand against her. He is the reason she was lying in the pool of her own blood. 

Ordinarily, I would have lost it. The thought of losing your mate is devastating. It goes deeper than anything dark and menacing. It is a feeling of loss so profound that it could bring anyone to their knees.

But she hasn't died. If I chose to avenge her, she might die.

It was not a choice. I needed to save her. I needed to save myself.

So I went to her, knelt beside her and tried to focus on finding out what caused all the blood. It's easy to see her sliced wrists.

“You..you..” I wanted to say ‘you shouldnt have tried to kill yourself. I am here now’ but the words wouldn’t come out.

I bit the palm of my hand so that blood came out. It is easier than I remembered. It felt like I was in wolf form. My teeth were so sharp they sank into my skin like a knife to butter. 

I ignored the thought and put the blood over her mouth. Just a little sip. She is my mate. If she was a werewolf, she would heal. Mates can heal each other with their blood. 

I am not so sure it would happen if she is human though. So I wait to see what would occur.

My heart beat powerfully over my chest and the seconds that ticked by are the most agonizing seconds in my life.

When her wrists started to knit themselves together, I could have cried from the imminent relief that washed over me.

She is a werewolf after all!