Maureen POV
2 HOURS LATER
I'm still in my office, pouring over paperwork and maps when I get a mind link from Dr. Reagan.
'Alpha Maureen, Tristan Carter is awake.'
'Thank you Dr. Reagan. I'll be there shortly.'
'Yes Alpha.'
I leisurely turn to gaze at Wyatt's sleeping form, completely stretched along my office couch. His face looks so peaceful right now. Brutus had accompanied me to my office when we left the ER, not wanting to be separated. However, he soon became comfortable on the couch and fell into a sound sleep.
I briefly consider leaving him to continue resting and go to the hospital to visit Tristan alone; however, I soon dismiss the idea when I imagine him waking up alone in my office, upset. Even if I leave a not I believe it will be hurtful toward him. If the shoe was on the other foot I would be upset and irritated at being left behind. So, I make my way over to his sleeping form, kneel down, lightly run my fingertips over his cheek, thoroughly delighting the electrical current I feel while touching his soft skin. I can't help smiling from ear to ear either. My mate is adorable, so precious! He's right here, safe! And all MINE!! I can't resist any longer and gravitate toward his enticing lips, closing my eyes to savor him. Oh, so soft! I love kissing him!
Then, I feel a gently hand caress my cheek and Wyatt's lips moving with mine.
We continue kissing, tasting each other for awhile longer before we reluctantly pull apart ever so slightly, our foreheads touching. I breath in his amazing scent and open my tired eyes.
When I peer into his gorgeous orbs I'm ecstatic to be viewing into Wyatt's emerald gems!!
"Hello my leading lady," his sultry voice reaches my eager ears and it sounds like my own personal song.
I'm finally able to breath properly, knowing Wyatt is right here before me, talking, smiling, kissing me!!
My heartbeat increases with excitement and he chuckles, hearing the increase no doubt thanks to his improved senses. I feel my embarrassed face heat up, certain a blush is now coloring my skin.
"I can actually hear your heartbeat as clean as a bell! That's just........wow! These new talents are going to take some getting used to and .............it should be interesting to learn," he alluringly whispers in my ear and it send shivers down my spine.
I giggle, passionately kiss him, and grudgingly pull away with the need to explain the necessity to swiftly make our way to the ER.
After I quickly describe the current situation regarding the rogue, who is laying in a bed within a secure room, and the obligation I have to urgently question him. We both begin to quickly make our way toward the hospital.
SECURE ROOM IN THE HOSPITAL
I confidently walk into the secure hospital room with Wyatt directly behind me. I'm holding the prepared file my team put together on this guy and head toward a table. I nonchalantly plop the packet onto the wooden table, which is located near the wall.
My focused eyes instantly land on the male occupying the recovery bed. I continue to stare at the black-haired male, whose skin is noticeably pale. He looks exhausted yet I can't overlook a rogue, who is somehow connected to my mate being poisoned, and crashing within my pack's border. I need to carry out this questioning session. I notice Wyatt remains standing close behind me, leaning against the wall, arms folded across his chest, and his face wearing a scowl.
YOU ARE READING
The Red Wolf's Mate
LobisomemWyatt 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...
