Wereball Series - Along Came A Mate

Chapter 9

It had been four days since I had blocked the number of the parasite called Rudolph. Four days since I could not stop thinking about his voice. Four days since my wolf acted like a madwoman in menopause.

It had also been four days since the pain in my chest began. I even went to check myself and did some testing, often on my own. The most plausible causes were heart or lung-related, but the results showed I was as healthy as a baby elephant.

A doctor had questioned me if I had met my mate, who would be a potential cause of the sudden onset and disappearance of pain. In our world, it was impossible not to know when you were betrayed by your mate. Chest pain was like a weapon created by Moon Goddess to catch unfaithful mates.

My pain was like a little arrow that tried to reach my heart but couldn't, just scratch it a little on the surface without penetrating. A tightness and shortness of breath.

As far as I knew, when a mate was unfaithful, the pain would almost kill your wolf, to the extent of literally making you bleed from the inside. Mine was bearable, even though it had woken me a couple of times over the past few nights. It had also appeared one morning and once during the day.

Had I met my mate by accident and neither of us had noticed? It would be beyond impossible as we would both be detecting out scents.

"So, did he just drop the phone?" Tiziano taunted me from the right side, shaking his head. "Just like that?"

"What an idiot," Lachalan murmured from the other side. "That's what I thought too!" I exclaimed!

The tree of us were having a break between classes. The students around us were going to every direction, chatting, and laughing in small groups.

"You want me to track down the idiot and teach him a les-" A laugh exploded in my chest and almost immediately I jumped onto his shoulders from behind.

"No need, I can do it" I giggled, squeezing his neck in my arms. Having an amazing and protective brother was and always will be the best gift parents could ever give me. A gift for life, a best friend, someone always ready when you need something, like a laugh, a chat or a car ride.

Tiziano smiled at our antics, walking backwards along the corridor. "I still remember when Lach hit that creep from that little pack"

The boy in question growled. "I should have broken something too"

"You should not have! In the end he didn't do anything." I reflected about one of the stalkers I had had the misfortune to call stalkers in the past. I had had about seven, one even dared to crawl under my balcony and sang me a song about some parts of my body, a Romeo and Juliet tale for modern times.

My dad and uncle chased him around the pack for a while until my brother caught him and well, let's just say I had never seen the boy again.

"I have an idea how to counterattack phone guy."

The phone guy was the nickname with which Tiziano had renamed Rudolph. Obviously, I didn't specify that I called him Rudolph.

Tiziano was the evil mastermind of the group. As a mother bear, whenever one of us was targeted, all of the Tizzy's feathers curled up and sought revenge, normally leaving behind dust and bones.

"Do you still have his number?" He asked cryptically, pressing his fingers together, like an evil genius about to blow up the planet.

"I have it" I confirmed evasively.

"Perfect." The muscles near his jaw twitched as he smirked in satisfaction.

"Consider it done"

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