Maureen POV
It's been about 2 hours, give or take, since I instructed Dr. Reagan to gather as much information as possible on elemental wolves. They are so rare that not much is truly known about them. They only come together to fight when the need is great, situation dire. That has not occurred in centuries. They stay hidden unless needed, trying to surround themselves with trusted confidants. If you're reading this on any other platform or by another author than BGRose77 then it has been stolen. Greedy creatures ultimately have shown their true intentions through the years to hunt elementals down to use and manipulate them. The last known documented elemental wolf was over 200yrs ago in the hills of Scotland and that was an air elemental while my mate is fire! Shit, fire! How will Wyatt hand fire knowing his past? Or, was his past foreshadowing his element? Shit!!
About 2 hours since I placed Wyatt in the cold shower in hopes it would somehow calm, sooth him, which it appears to have worked. Thank goodness!! I'll take what I can get right now. A non-screaming mate is certainly an improvement over a frantic mate that's for sure.
About 2 hours of going out of my damn mind with worry since Wyatt has not woken up yet! He just lays there, breathing steadily. At least he is no longer screaming and thrashing around in pain. Shit, those screams just about ripped my heart out, especially knowing there was nothing I could do to take away his anguish, nightmares.
While I wait for Wyatt to wake up I pace around the steamy bathroom. I hear Dr. Reagan pacing throughout the apartment, talking on the phone, receiving texts, talking to herself while I focus on staying positive waiting for him open those stunning emerald eyes of his.
Every so often I pause, kneel beside him and attempt to reach out to touch his hand. I'm still a bit hesitant honestly since, I mean it's fire!
I had previously noticed the fire engulfing his body did not burn me when I initially carried him to the bathroom. So, as an experiment of sorts I finally take the plunge and reach out for his hand. I boldly lay my hand on top of his although it has a layer of blue, white flames rolling over his entire body.
It didn't burn me!!
Holy Shit!!
I'm so engrossed in touching his flaming hand that I fail to notice his eyes are open and are staring straight at me!!!!
He grabs onto my hand, which startles the hell out of me!!
**Mate is awake!- Shelia screams in my mind
*Yeah, thanks for the heads up!
**What?! I just told you!!
His eyes are an absolutely mesmerising swirl of glowing white and blue, just like the flames which are currently covering his whole body! Similar to the scorching white and blue flames that dance at the base of a fire. As silly as it sounds, his eyes remind me of those interestingly captivating marbles I had as a kid with the cool swirl design.
"Well, hello mate!" he slowly announces with a stunning smile spread across his handsome face while gently moving his thumb back and forth over my sensitive skin in a soothing manner on the inside of my wrist.
For a moment, I am stunned into silence.
Then, he lightly chuckles and maneuvers himself until he is right in front of my surprised face. He pauses for just a second before intentionally moving to tenderly kiss my cheek while carefully cupping my face between his strong hands.
"My mate. My beautifully exquisite mate. My own personal flame. It is very nice to finally meet you. I have waited so long to be with you," he lovingly informs me. The shine in his deep whirlpool of white and blue orbs are actually increasing, if that is even possible.
"By the way, my name is Brutus sweetheart. What is your name may I ask?"
**Maureen! Maureen! Mate is talking! Snap out of it before he thinks you're mental!
I finally find my voice and my brain start to work, at least a bit, thanks in part to Shelia's yelling.
"B.Brutus? That's not one I hear everyday. I really like it. I'm Maureen and my wolf is Shelia. I.Is Wyatt ok? Safe?" I question him, worried Wyatt is hurt since it is Brutus who is currently out and talking. While I talk I bring my hand up and cover his with mine. I've so missed my mate's touch! I want Brutus to know I want and care for him too and am not just concerned with Wyatt.
"Wyatt is just fine my sweet. He is still resting. The transformation from human to wolf can be tough. But, the transformation involving an elemental is daunting. He has a lot of information and memories to review from me. Not to mention the adjustment his body had undertaken. I've been waiting a long time to be activated so to speak," he excitedly conveys to me.
He pauses while staring into my eyes. He seems content to just sit with me and stare at me. I honestly can't seem to pull myself away from his breathtaking eyes.
"You are stunning my dear. You're so worth the wait. My own private flame which will never extinguish," he softly tells me.
**I want to talk to mate!
"Shelia wants to properly meet you Brutus. Would that be ok?" I kindly ask.
His face brightens and he enthusiastically says, "Yes, I would love to meet her too!"
I lightly chuckle, as his reaction reminds me of Wyatt when he experiences something new and wonderous.
"There is much to discuss but we will save that for later Brutus. For now, please enjoy spending time with Shelia. She is ecstatic to meet you and get to know you," I sincerely tell him while lightly kissing his lips.
I relinquish control to Shelia and settle toward the back of my mind, allowing her quality time with our sultry Brutus.
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The Red Wolf's Mate
Hombres LoboWyatt Smith is an average 17yr old. He goes to school and work. He keeps his head down and doesn't get into trouble. Why? His home life is hell! He also has a secret which haunts his dreams. Maureen Silva is the respected Alpha of the Blazing Ridge...
