Running With Wolves [On Hold]

Chapter 4, Orson

I knew instantly when I laid eyes on her.

As an Alpha I can choose my mate, although it's rare to have a fated mate, someone who is your lost other half, you are completely devoted to them and there is no way to break the pairing, even if you wanted to, it's against our beliefs, it is fate.

This wasn't supposed to happen to me, the longer I watch her the more I can't believe this is happening.

Eleanor Marie Carmine is my fated mate.

I had got here early and decided to watch her movements for the full day, the constant pull from my wolf to go to her side was screaming at me, but I was frozen, just gazing at her from afar in the forest.

It's been two hours since then, and a human male showed up in a truck.

When he left, I saw the way he was looking at her, I know that look well, I see it in mated wolves when they look at each other, boyfriend? No, she seems reserved whenever he would come near her, especially when he went and hugged her.

The veins in my forehead were ready to pop and my wolf was ready to come out and bite his fucking head off when he wrapped his arms around her, at that point I didn't care if she was a Carmine, she was MINE.

NOT his!

I'm losing my fucking mind.

I should just go, forget about this and move on, I could take another mate... it will be painful moving on, knowing that I have a fated mate, but she'd be left out of this mess, she'd be out of danger.

I turn to leave but a faint sound of a car approaching makes me stop and turn to watch who it is, a blue car makes its way up to the house from the dirt path and I zero in on who is in the driving seat.

Adan hums beside me."Is that-"

"Curt Webb." 

What the fuck is the Carmine family enforcer doing here? 

I keep watching and I can see how uncomfortable Eleanor is from her body movements, something happens and she backs away and grabs her phone from her back pocket, Curt moves behind her and my senses tell me something is wrong.

"Shift, NOW!" I bark my order at my men who stand near me, Adan, Silas, and Mark.

They don't ask questions and shift into their wolves, the last thing I see before I shift is Curts hands around Eleanor's neck and I see red, he was sent here to kill her.

I run as fast as I could up to the house and within a few seconds, I'm knocking the full weight of my wolf into Curt, making him release Eleanor's neck and fall onto the dirt floor, underneath me.

I stare down into his cold emotionless face and growl, showing my teeth as I snap at him, my claws bending and digging into his chest, making him groan out in pain, trying to move from under me.

Moving my right paw to his neck, he stops what he's doing and a flash of fear stirs in his eyes.

Submit you piece of shit.

He turns his neck to me and submits himself to me in defeat.

My eyes shift to Eleanor to see my men check if she's alright then I snap mine back to Curt, I need to know she's okay but I also need to know what the fuck he is doing here.

Shifting back to my human form, I stare at his pitiful cowering position on the floor, I grab him by the jacket and slam him against the side of the house wall.

"I will only ask once, tell me why you are here."

He swallows deeply, his eyes swirling with fear as he looks at me and the men behind me.

"I-I was ordered to k-kill her." He stutters out, his eyes shifting to the woods.

I snap my eyes to the woods and sniff the air, fucking filthy rogues.

Looking to my men, I don't need to say anything as they nod and shift and head straight for the woods, leaving me with Adan who is tending to an unconscious Eleanor.

"Why kill her? She's his only granddaughter." 

Curt snorts. "She's an abomination, vermin, she's nothing but a lowly-"

I don't let him finish as I wrap my hand around his neck and snap it, making his eyes bulge wide then rollback.

Dropping his lifeless body I grunt out, my whole body feeling like it's on fire with rage, an uncontrollable rage to destroy every part of him for talking about her that way.

Nobody will fucking lay a finger on her!

"Orson, what should we do with... her?" Adan asks, looking at me cautiously.

I snap my head to him and growl. "Get your fucking hands off my mate!" 

His eyes widen and his mouth opens and closes, he steps away from her and looks at the situation speechless, I ignore him and go to her side, kneeling down to look at her condition, to see if she's hurt anywhere.

A sprained ankle and bruising around her neck, apart from that there are just scratch marks from how she fell on the floor.

A faint smell of blood but not much, she must've fallen on a rock and cut her knee, she's fine, she's alive.

Thank the moon goddess she's okay and I got here on time.

If I didn't come today... my mate wouldn't be here, all because she's a Carmine I almost didn't come here.

Shit, fucking hell.

I lift her up carefully into my arms and take in her scent as I walk towards the forest. She smells... fucking amazing, like nothing I've ever smelled before but it calms me instantly knowing she's in my arms and is safe.

Adan follows beside me. "I mindlinked the pack doctor, he will meet us at the gate."

"No." I say roughly.

He looks at me confused. "No one touches her, especially no fucking unmated male!" I snap out frustrated.

I can't believe I'm doing this, but I see no other way.

I'm bringing her home, to my pack.