Lifeline

Chapter Four

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P.O.V: REITH'S

We sit in silence finishing up our drinks when Beryl comes back grinning like crazy. Which is out of character for him.

After losing his mate and family he's been cold and distant. Hasn't smiled ever sence which is why it was surreal to see him smiling with amusement lighting his golden eyes.

"Beryl?" Collins asks in disbelief.

He attempts to compose himself but shakes his head in defeat. He beckens us to follow him and curiosity obviously won.

We made our way to the bar where to my utter disbelief we found a flustered Elliot.

Elliot is Beryls overly confident playboy adopted nephew. Elliot was adopted by Erwin, Beryls younger brother, but when Erwin and his family were killed that left Beryl with a twelve year old Elliot.

Let's just say they don't see eye to eye, they can't even be in the same building withought taking a swing at each other.

Elliot has never lost his cool, its like nothing can phase him ... well nothing until tonight.

He spots us and throws a death glare at his uncle. He holds his head up high and with the elegance of a male model he walks over to us. I glance at Beryl and see the delight clear on his face. I turn back to find that Elliot is no where to be found.

'Did he run?' my wolf asks. His interest peeked.

The roaring laughter coming from Beryl had everyone near us jump and turn to stare at him wearily.

"Shit"

I see him point down and Collins and I look over the counter to find that Elliot had face planted on the floor too embarrassed to get up.

Collins joined in on the laughter while I was at a loss of what to do.

He gets up and just glares at us with his nose red and covered in dirt from the floor. He dusts himself off before he straightens himself out.

"How may I be of service?" He asks bitterly.

"What ... wait, wait..what happened to you?!" Collins manages after calming down.

"Nothi-"

"Don't even try to play that off!" Beryl smugly exclaims.

Elliot glares and swings at his uncles head but still not himself misses, much to Beryls amusement.

"Elliot." Using my alpha tone he looks at me but resignation clear in his golden eyes.

He hangs his head allowing us only to see the red tips of his ears.

"A human girl caught my attention, managed to catch me off guard and kiss me then she left saying that's all I would get."

"Is she still here? I would love to meet the girl who nocked my cocky, over confident nephew down his almighty pedestal!"

Elliot's head snaps up in fury but to my surprise he doesn't lunge at him.

"Here why don't you track her down?"

He reaches underneath the counter and pulls out a feminine black sweater and throws it at Beryl.

My wolf who always asks permission before taking control comes to the fore front and takes over my body. He reaches out to snatch the sweater and inhales its scent.

It was maddening. I am not a fan of chocolate, I despise how sweet and over powering the taste can be, but at this moment the aroma of chocolate made my mouth water.

It reminded me of how mother used to make it for father while I clung to her legs as a child. It gave a sense of stability.

I could feel his desire to find her, embrace her, protect her, and cherish her for the rest of his existence.

I know the moment he finds her, the moment he sees her, that I would feel the same, forced by the inevitable bond.

He frantically searches the crowd ignoring Collins and Beryl's questions. He catches the scent and it took everything in me not to follow.

I fought my wolf for control and thankfully won, but I couldn't stop him from making his presence known.

I don't want a mate, I don't want her. I don't want to be made to love someone, to love her.

'I don't want a mate' I argue.

'Please, all I want is her'

'No'

'Please'

'...'

I would never want her, but my wolf who has been with me through everything doesn't deserve this pain. He has never left me, never has he hated me.

Who am I to hurt him like this? Who am I to deny him this little bit of happiness that all wolfs dream about?

Am I the kind of monster who cant even muster enough of mercy for his own wolf?

He is tied to me until the day I die. He must live with me for the rest of my miserable life ...the least I could do is give him this.

'I don't want her. The only way you can be near her will be through my rules. You are not allowed to break them, if you do there will be consequences. Do you understand?'

'......yes......'

He knew ...he knew that there was only one way he would have her ...and that was by holding his fragile heart captive. She would have to be locked up.

'Are you certain you want to go through with this?' I ask quietly.

'...yes...'

I turn to my Beta and Beryl giving them a look that left no room for argument.

'Gunner, Frank, your running home!' I order before shutting them out.

'Find her and throw her in the trunk!' I growl at the two men before me through the pack mind link.

Their gone before Elliot could even ask what was wrong.

I stormed out of the club turning on the car for our quick get away ...

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So here is my fourth chapter.

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