Wrong Turn, Right Path

Chapter 10 - Nick's POV

When I woke up I was sore like I fought of a whole pack of rogues single handedly. I look down and see I'm in the same filthy clothes that I was in the night before. The wind howls through the eaves as I stand up and made my way into the bathroom shedding my clothes along the way. I don't even bother looking in the mirror as I walk to the shower if I look half as bad as I feel that is an image I don't want in my brain. As I step under the hot stream of water I feel it melting away the stiffness. My mind wanders to Jemma and wonder how she would look when she noticed her things having been returned to her.

Before I go to her room though I want to talk to Mitch, I want to know what exactly happened to her. I have a feeling if she was injured that badly she may not remember much herself.

Mitch, do you have some time to talk before breakfast?

Sure, come up to my room

I walked up the stairs to the top floor. I see Selene in the hall on my way. "Good Morning Selene, I trust you slept well." I greet her.

"Good Morning Nick, I slept much better once you guys got back. I never sleep well without Mitch. How was your night?" She asked

"I slept like a rock once I fell into bed." I said with a smile.

"That's good, well I'm off to see Jemma, see you at breakfast." She smiled and walked towards the stairs.

A part of me was jealous that she was going to see my mate before me but I needed to talk with Mitch. Selene must have left their bedroom door open so I walked right in. Mitch was sitting on the edge of his bed putting his shoes on.

"Good Morning Nick. Are you ready to move that stuff up to Jemma's room?" He asked as he walked over to me.

"Good morning, and nope, I took care of it last night. It didn't feel right just leaving it out where everyone would see it. Hey, I was wondering if you could tell me about her accident?"

Mitch took a deep breath and motioned over to the couch in front of their fireplace. "It would be easier to show you. Let me warn you, it's not pretty." Mitch says as I take a seat on the couch and he pulls the ottoman over to sit right in front of me. I relax and focus on clearing my mind, he leans forward and presses his forehead to mine and grabs the sides of my head as I mirror his actions.

I'm in the passenger seat of the jeep and thick snow is falling fast.The tires slip occasionally as we hit little icy patches. We come to a stop at the same place we did last night. There are some young wolves off to the side, one girl is crying and being comforted by a teen boy.

"I'm so..so...so. sorry Alpha, I didn't.... didn't.... see the c. c. car. It swerved to to to to miss me and then it went..went..went.. ov...ov... over the edge. It's all my fault." I hear the female's voice in my head breaking with her tears she sounds nearly hysterical.

"Beth, it was an accident. Please go home and we'll take care of those in the car."

I walk to the back of the jeep and grab ropes, flashlights, and blankets. I head over to the break in the guardrail. There are deep grooves in the snow that go all the way down into the frozen ground. The slide marks on the road are almost completely covered by the snow. I make my way down the hill as fast as I can and see the car. One headlight shining into the trees. There is smoke rising from the hood. The driver side door is still on the car that looks even more crushed in than it did last night. I notice all this in a glance but what really grabs my attention is the bowed head covered in strawberry blonde hair that's matted with blood. The sound of a child's voice whimpering out a tune that sounds like 'You are my Sunshine'. I make it down to the car, my heart is pounding and I'm praying to the Goddess that whoever's inside is still alive.