The Black Wolf and her Mate

EIGHTEEN

(A'N Sorry I didn't upload yesterday, I went to school offline, so I didn't really have time. However, I'm going to upload both days' work today. I think it's a fair deal, right?)

Ava's POV

Adam certainly took me by surprise when he slammed me against the door and growled. "What the hell?" I all but shouted. 

He looked at me with anger. I did something I never thought I'd do again - I whimpered in fear. I haven't been afraid of anything for two years. There is no way I'm going to let it happen again at the hands of an angry mate. 

But isn't he worth it? Kritika chimed in.

I sighed. You're right. I don't think I should fight. Not against him. I replied. There was no use arguing with her if she had a point.

She retreated to the back of my mind and I slumped against Adam's hold, giving up the idea of fighting. 

His expression turns into a shocked one. "I-I... I didn't expect you to do that. I thought you'd fight against me, and I thought I'd have to fight you to get the answers I needed. I-I" He was at a loss of words again. 

Tears sprung to my eyes seeing my mate like this. He was angry because of me. The only reason they ever did before was when I left those notes. The only reason my scent was ever on them was because I was too vulnerable in those moments to keep up my guard. But that only stayed for a moment back then. I was still with those ideals of never showing any emotion and such. 

I suppose my mate can make me a whole new person. I even got sloppy. I was grazed by a bullet in my thigh. That's why I was holding it. I held it until it healed, which thankfully didn't take long. The only reason I didn't limp was because I'm trained to hide things. I know how to lie fluently, and I can heal faster than normal werewolves. 

I come back to reality after spacing out for a moment. 

"I'll tell you what you need to know. I do not really want to fight you, Adam. I don't think I want to fight against my mate." I explain. His jaw drops. "I'm not a heartless assassin, you know." I try lightening up the atmosphere. He smiles slightly before lowering me down and letting me go. 

We both sit on the bed, facing each other.

"What I want to know is why you just told me it was some work. You do know that I know about your job. The only thing I don't understand is why you would lie about that." He explains. I sigh.

"Well, even I don't know why I said that, but I suppose it was easier than explaining the whole situation. Yes, I knew you were well aware of my 'job', but I guess I wasn't sure how you would take it if I told you that I still had to do it." I explained. His eyes widened.

"Well, why do you still have to do it?" He asked curiously. I sighed. I don't think I can answer that today. I just answered, "I haven't left my job. I merely got a month's leave. I need to find a way to get out of it if I need to be with you." 

He nodded. "You'll have to, or else we might not have time to fit in your Luna duties." Oh shit. I never realized that I had to be Luna. I can't even... Oh shit. How am I going to get out of this mess?! 

Once again, I was good at hiding that something was bothering me. He couldn't tell and I was glad. He pulled me into his arms and pushed me on the bed along with him. 

"Now, there is just one more thing that has been bothering me." He said. I became afraid, but nonetheless answered, "What is it?" 

"Why were you holding your thigh earlier?" He asked. I just laughed. "I wasn't, silly! If I was, then I don't think it was on purpose." I hid the truth from him, knowing he'd probably get upset or something. He just nodded and closed his eyes, holding me close to him. 

I smiled, closing my eyes too. I gave him a small peck on the lips before drifting to sleep in his arms. 

The next morning, I woke up to the sound of a shower running. I felt the bed beside me empty, so I knew that he'd gone to take a shower. 

Much to my surprise, the moment I woke up, the shower turned off and he came out in nothing but boxers. I looked at him and blushed. He saw my cheeks and a bulge appeared in his pants. I had to stifle my laughter. He groaned. I couldn't help it anymore and broke into full-blown laughter. 

He looked at me and rolled his eyes. "This isn't funny." He groaned. Then I realized what just happened. That made my cheeks redden even more, making him, in turn, cover his... situation. "Ugh, baby, you're going to be the death of me." He grumbled. 

I turned my head away and took a deep breath before removing any trace of emotion on my face. I turned back around. He looked at me curiously, but I just kept the expression up. I narrowed my eyes and stared at him. He stared back for a minute, but in the end, I won. He turned away and put on some clothes. 

I fell back onto the bed, closing my eyes. Well, somehow, I slept in. That's odd. I got off the bed, knowing I will not be able to go back to sleep. I go back downstairs to see everyone up and ready. I'm surprised. 

"Sleep well, didi(sis)?" John asked. "Yep." I answered. "Slept fairly well, surprisingly." 

His expression changed from happy to upset so quickly, I was surprised. "Now, where were you?" He asked, completely serious. 

Everyone in the room had the same expectant expression, waiting for me to answer. "I'm sorry I didn't give much of an explanation, but I knew that if I saw you guys, I'd probably end up staying here and not going. I'm sorry. I can only imagine how frustrated you guys were when you saw the note... I think this is the fourth time? Yeah. Umm I'm sorry. I should have told you in person, but I wouldn't have been able to go. And I did keep my promise about coming back in the morning." I apologized. I tried explaining the situation and they seemed to understand. I'm so lucky to have such understanding friends. 

"But please, don't scare us like that. You can just let us know what you're going for. We won't and shouldn't keep you back from it. Right guys?" Matt says, looking at everyone with an expression that says 'agree with me or I'll rip your throat out.'

I shake my head as everyone nods. I smile and I'm pulled into a bear hug from... John! I hug him back. "I was worried. We all obviously know that you went because of your... job, but why didn't you tell us that?" He asked. 

"I don't really know why I did that, to be honest." I admitted. He looked at me closely, ensuring that I wasn't lying. When he couldn't find anything of the sort, he nodded. 

"Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded, not understanding what he meant. "Yeah... Why wouldn't I be?" I asked. "You just came back from killing someone, Ave. I would be surprised if you came without a scratch at all or even without any impact on you." He said. I was kind of taken aback. 

I sighed. "Please don't think of me as a monster after this." I muttered under my breath. John heard, but didn't say anything. "I did get a light scratch, but after your first cold-blooded kill, it becomes different. These people do wrong things, and in my eyes, enough to justify their murders. But that's beside the point. I don't feel anything when I eliminate the targets now. That's how I was trained." My voice was barely above a whisper now. 

I looked up from my feet and at everyone else's faces. "Woah." John whispered, his lips parting in shock. I looked back down in shame. I don't want everyone to think I'm a heartless monster. It wasn't exactly my choice. If you let it all get to your heart, you'll break under the pressure of the blood on your shoulders. 

I felt arms wrap around me, pulling me into a warm embrace. I can tell that it is Adam by the sparks shooting around his arms. He must have heard that conversation. 

I sigh, hugging him back.