Chapter 4

Catalina's POV:

I slept through the next day from what I get. My mate did wake me up from time to time to feed me but I fell right back asleep.

Since, I've practically only been sleeping all the time, he thought it would be okay to leave me alone without anyone watching over me. After all what can happen, right?

This was the perfect time honestly. So perfect that I can't imagine. I knew my mate would be gone for a while.

Whilst I was in my thoughts, a knock came from the window. I raised my head slightly to look.

Come in

I mind linked. Slowly, cautiously the window opened and the person stepped in through it. Seeing him made a smile appear on my face.

"We spent so long searching for you?" He said sitting beside me

I opened my mouth to speak but couldn't, remembering that I can't until I'm completely healed.

"Wait, here." He said

He bit into his arm, making it bleed. He held his arm near my mouth. Ah! The sweet scent of blood, how I've been craving it!

The moment the blood touched my lips, I drank up greedily. Once I was satisfied, I stopped, licking his wound so it would heal.

With that blood in my system, I felt stronger. The first thing to heal seemed to be my throat, thankfully.

"Are you still weak?" He asked

"Yes, it will still take me a couple days to heal." I replied

"It seemed to have healed your throat." He pointed out the obvious

"Yes, blood did what it was supposed to, my wolfy can handle the rest." I nodded

"Alright. Don't hesitate to connect when you need help." He said

He got up and headed for the window he came in from. He looked at me one last time with his bright red eyes.

"Spread the word." I said

"The word has already been spreading." He answered before leaving

I heard the door being opened, so I quickly ducked back into the covers and pretended to be sleeping.

"My sweet mate, still sleeping?" He said as he came and sat beside me on the bed

"Mhmm" I mumbled

"Mate, are you awake?" He asked

I pushed down the comforters from my face and looked at him with big innocent doe-like eyes. He smiled at me.

"Would you like something?" He asked petting my hair

"I would like food." I replied

And all hell broke loose. For a moment I was confused, then I remembered I was still healing and not supposed to talk. Whoops?

Soon enough, Madeline came rushing into the room. She was checking me, opening my mouth and shoving what was not in my throat, checking if everything was okay.

"She... Her throat seems to have fully healed." Madeline said in shock

"What? But you said that it might take a week." He asked shocked as well

"Even I don't understand how it happened, judging by her healing pace I told you that but her throat is completely healed and her wounds are healing at a faster pace as well. I don't know how it happened but it seems like some miracle. Be grateful for it." Madeline said before leaving

My mate came and sat beside me still shell shocked. He just sat there for a while not saying anything... And I was hungry. I hadn't eaten properly for a while, last I ate. As if on cue, my stomach grumbled, I looked at my mate and pointed at my stomach with a pout.

"Food." I said

"I'll get something, what would you like fruits, juice or milk?" He fussed

I was confused, is that all I'm supposed to eat? I got it when I was in bad shape, I literally couldn't stomach much but now I was healing.

"Isn't there any food around?" I asked tilting my head confused

"Well, you're anorexic so, I don't want to pressure you." He replied

"I'm not anorexic, which idiot told you that. Back when I couldn't speak, I just wasn't in a condition to stomach most things." I said making a face

"So, what would you like?" He asked

"Pancakes, chocolates, ice cream and bacon." I said

"That's a lot of things, are you sure?" He asked concerned

"Yes, I am hungry." I whined

"Okay, stay while I get it for you." He said leaving

After a little while, he returned with a trencher full of food. Chocolates! My mate knew me! Chocolates drowned everything and bacon was coated in coffee and chocolate! Yay!

He placed the trencher in front of me, I dug in but soon enough my hands hurt. I'm still hungry.

"Feed me?" I asked batting my eyelashes at my mate

"You don't even have to ask." He chuckled

He took the knife, spoon and fork and started feeding me.

"Mate, what's your name?" I asked

"Roscoe." He replied

"Roscoe..." I tested his name on my tongue

"Damn, I didn't think my name would ever sound so sexy coming from your lips." He groaned

I flinched the moment he said that, I thought I was getting better in that aspect but apparently there's still long way to go. I sighed shaking my head when Roscoe brought a piece of bacon near my mouth.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Roscoe started

"It's okay, it is not your fault. Certain things are just hard to put behind me." I said softly

"Will you tell me who did this to you?" Roscoe asked

"My father and his pack." I answered

"Which pack?" Roscoe inquired

"New Moon Pack." I replied

"I hope there's no one you love in there." Roscoe said getting

"How do you plan on obliterating an already dead pack?" I asked curiously

"The pack still exists." Roscoe said

"The pack you're talking about is a small pack that came into existence only recently. The pack I'm talking about no longer exists, every single member of that pack is dead." I said steely

"Oh." Roscoe said, taking a seat beside me again.