Alpha's Human Mate

An Angel

After their late lunch, both Mew and Gulf made their way to the pack house in silence, with Gulf closing his eyes to savour the moment. Upon arriving at their mansion, Gulf quickly retreated to their room, freshening up without uttering a word to anyone.

"Alpha, is Luna okay?" asked a small pack member who happened to catch sight of Gulf speed-walking towards the second floor.

"Your Luna just needs some time to calm down after the fiasco, love," Mew replied, offering a smile to the small girl, who nodded and walked away. Mew then headed to his home office, wanting to give Gulf some space, knowing he had much work to settle as well.

Ten minutes later, as Mew concentrated on his work, the office door suddenly burst open, and Gulf strode in with dishevelled hair.

"Mew!" Gulf exclaimed, unexpectedly loud even to himself, startling a little before walking over to Mew, who looked at him in confusion.

"Yes?" Mew answered, brow furrowing in concern.

"When you came to rescue me, did you see a small boy with messy brown hair?" Gulf asked hurriedly.

"No, mate, why?" Mew replied, standing up and almost reaching out to hold Gulf's hand, but instead retreating as Gulf moved towards the office window.

"That's strange," Gulf murmured, shaking his head as he knitted his brows, gazing outside.

"Mew, please mind link Kokliang and ask him to come here, urgently," Gulf said, glancing in the direction of Kokliang from the second-floor office.

The moment Mew made the mind link, Kokliang bolted into the house with San in tow, and within minutes, they were both in the room.

"Luna. Are you okay?" Kokliang asked, walking over to Gulf.

"Kokliang, when you came to rescue me, did you see a small boy with messy brown hair, a torn black shirt, and cargo pants?" Gulf asked, gripping Kokliang's arms.

"I—I—er...," Kokliang stuttered, looking left and right before glancing at San for support.

"Yes, Luna, we did see him," San replied, locking eyes with Gulf, who instantly focused on him.

"Then where is he?" Gulf asked, releasing Kokliang's arms and moving towards San when his response halted him in his tracks.

"The small boy... he didn't make it, Gulf," San said gently, his voice soft but steady.

Gulf froze, his gaze dropping to the floor before he suddenly stumbled forward, catching himself but shaking as silent tears streamed down his face. Kokliang, standing closest, quickly wrapped his arms around him. Mew stepped forward, embracing Gulf while Kokliang moved back, tears brimming in his eyes as he watched his best friend, who had never shed a tear before.

Gulf wept silently, clutching Mew tightly as Mew guided him to the sofa, gently stroking his back in a soothing manner.

"Shh... it's okay, love. I'm here," Mew whispered, continuing to stroke Gulf's back as he cried softly.

"He's dead, Mew... that boy is dead. The boy who helped me, risking his life to alert your warrior. The angel is gone," Gulf spoke in a broken voice, hitting Mew's arms a few times.

"He's dead, Mew. What will I tell his family?" Gulf cried, striking Mew's arm again.

"That he's a hero, a warrior. He helped all of you escape from that hellhole. For that, he's an angel watching over us all in heaven," Mew said, his voice calm and smooth, as if trying to comfort a child.

"Yes, Luna, he's an angel," Kokliang echoed as he hugged Gulf from behind, and Mew opened his arms for his little brother to join them.

"The boy's body?" Gulf asked in a small voice, looking up at Mew.

"With the rest of his family," San replied, standing beside them.

"Let me see his family," Gulf insisted, rising to leave the room.

"You can't, Gulf. The little boy's body... his body..." Kokliang struggled to say, tightening his hold on San as fresh tears began to fall.

"The boy's body has been burned with the rest of his family," San added, comforting Kokliang as he held him close.

Gulf looked away, closing his eyes tightly, desperately trying to hold back his tears but failing miserably. He collapsed onto the sofa, still keeping his eyes shut as he hung his head low.

Both Kokliang and San quietly exited the room, leaving Mew and Gulf behind, who both needed to soothe their mates.

"Baby... Gulf... I'm here, my mate," Mew said softly as he embraced Gulf, who finally found his voice and cried anew.

Gulf felt an overwhelming sadness and loss, unable to prevent the tragedy that had befallen the small boy who deserved so much more than that hell.

"He's still so small, Mew, yet... yet he was brave enough to help me," Gulf sniffled, tears flowing freely.

"He is brave, love, the bravest of all, and he's an angel watching over you now," Mew reassured him, holding him tightly.

After several minutes of heavy sobbing, Gulf sniffled uncontrollably before finally passing out in Mew's arms. Mew was startled and quickly mind-linked the pack doctor to meet him in the room. After examining Gulf, the doctor informed Mew that the Luna was fine, and his body had simply shut down due to mental, emotional, and physical exhaustion. That night, Mew stayed by Gulf's side, never leaving him.