The Veterinarian and the Werewolf

Chapter 14

Chapter 14 - Henry

Shouting, and angry voices could be heard piercing through the fog that had surrounded his mind, but one voice, one sound stood out from the rest. It was a desperate cry calling to him. "Please my love, my mate, come back to me." Come back? Come back to who? He opened his eyes and saw the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. As her hazel iris's held his gaze, he could see the pain, and fear in them. They pleaded to him, asking him to change. He tried, pushing through the thick ties that held him. For the first time in a long time, he heard the sound of his wolf. It wined and yipped at him, until finally, he heard the words, "Mate." Still unsure of what was happening and yet because of the urgency in her voice he tried again to change.

He felt her hands in his fur, energy surged through his body, pulling the emotions from her into his own, mixing them together and he felt strong. He heard footsteps coming up the stairs and those angry voices. Then a sob came from the beautiful woman before him, her sparkling eyes shimmering with tears before a man's voice came from the door, "Miss Jessie, I am sorry to intrude with your guest being so sick, but I have to insist. Where is the wolf you have been caring for? We need to check his footprints against the ones found at an animal attack in the forest nearby."

He watched as the beautiful raven-haired woman sucked in another sob and stood facing the man. "I am sorry Sheriff but Wolfy ran away three days ago. I have not seen him since we went for a walk in the forest."

Stepping back from the door the man indicated for Jessie to follow him. They stood at the door talking in hushed tones, but his increased hearing could make out each word. "I'm sorry Miss Jessie, I know you were dating Boyd Hatfield, but I have to inform you that he was found early this morning mauled in the forest near here. The corner confirmed our suspicions that it was a wolf or wild dog that did the damage. We don't know if it was your wolf or another stray that has headed into the area but if he comes back, you must bring him in to test his paw print." He heard the beautiful woman break down in sobs, she must have loved this, Boyd. "I am truly sorry to have to tell you this horrible news."

More footsteps and a tall boy stepped was beside her. He pulled her into his arms. "Thank you, sheriff."

The sheriff look at the boy, then said, "What happened to you, Tom? Your face looks like it took a beating."

He hesitated for a moment then grimaced, "Dad didn't like me hanging out with Miss Jessie. You know what he is like about wolf lovers."

The sheriff nodded, accentuating it with a rough humph. "Well, you tell him if he does it again he will be in for some trouble from me, ok? If you want you can make a statement now and I can book him for physical assault."

More hesitation then, "Thank you, but I'll give him another chance. Maybe he will come around."

Silence then more footsteps. "Right. Well, we will be off. Again Miss Jessie, if he comes back, bring him down, ok? And I hope your friend feels better soon."

Everyone stood still until Henry heard the front door shut. Then multiple slow deliberate steps could be heard until he looked back up and saw four people looking at him. The beautiful one, the tall skinny brown-haired boy, then two others who were holding each other. Whoever they were, awe seemed to be etched on their faces apart from the beauty who seemed to be holding herself up.

She stepped forward, then kneeled by his head, her hand automatically going to his curly locks. The action felt familiar to Henry like he was home, but he didn't recognise the woman or the others. Anxiety started to creep into his chest as he realised, she knew him, her actions were that of an intimate partner. On one hand, he wanted to pull away, but then it felt so good, he almost wanted to pull her into his arms, to smell her hair and... Henry pulled back causing Jessie to startle, his voice rough from unuse stuttered out, "Um... mm... I... I'm sorry miss that felt really nice, but I don't... I umm, I'm not sure who..."

Realisation filled her eyes, and then pain. "It's ok. Do you remember your name?"

Yes, he remembered his name. "It's Henry."

She smiled at that, then she asked, "And do you know what year it is?"

He frowned at that. What year? The last thing he remembered was his family was travelling, they were looking for his mate. Mate! She was his mate, but then where was his family? "Umm, I'm not sure where are my family? We were travelling together, they shouldn't be far away."

Concern filled her face, what was wrong, something was very wrong, and it made his anxiety build higher. She seemed to adjust her features, a soft smile pulling at her lips. "It's ok sweetheart, you need to rest right now, we can talk about that later, ok?" Her hand returned to his curls, the peace, and calm returned to his chest. Maybe she was right. Once he slept, they would be there.

He closed his eyes almost falling asleep until her hand lifted. Without thinking he grabbed her hand, whispering roughly, "Please stay."

She sighed then stood, talking to the others, just outside of what she must have thought was earshot. "I'm going to be ok. I know that you all have questions, but how about you go grocery shopping, and gets some clothes. Do you think you can guess the sizing, Joe?"

He heard the man giggle, really a giggle? It sounded so strange coming from the man's voice, but he then responded, "Sure thing Jessie. You were right, he is a bit shorter than Tom but his legs look almost the same size. Well at least in length, maybe get him in the PJ bottoms I got and text me if you need a different size."

He blushed at the thought of her seeing him naked, but at the same time, the thought was also a turn on. Hearing them all moving away he forced himself to calm, the last thing he wanted to do was lose control and just mark her as his mate. He knew she knew he was a werewolf, but how much did she know? He heard her moving about the room, draws opening and closing, then she came back into view. He opened his eyes, unwilling to sleep while she was there. She smiled a reassuring smile at him. "Ok Henry, I have some clothes for you. Do you think you can sit up? The injury is in your shoulder." Right I'm injured, he thought, but how did he get injured?

Sitting up the world began to spin. The sweet woman noticed and held his hands until he felt better. They were warm and slightly calloused, she must work hard. She knelt and lifted one foot at a time placing them into the pyjama bottoms, before sliding them up his legs. "Right. I think these are going to be ok. I'm going to turn around, do you think you can pull them up over your bottom, ok?"

Red coloured his cheeks, not just at the word bottom, but at the way she asked, it was so gentle. Almost like he was a child but not, grumbling under his breath he said, "Sure. I didn't injure my bottom." The room filled with the most amazing sound, her genuine laughter, it was so mesmerizing that he began to laugh as well.

Bottom half fully clothed she helped him lay back down then slipped into the bed next to him. Her arms open in an invitation and he didn't hesitate to cling to her. Her smell, her sound and her body all felt like home. Nuzzling into her chest, he forgot that he couldn't remember her, and instead relaxed and fell into a peaceful sleep.  

A/N thanks for reading, I love comments and Votes are really appreciated :) Selah