Chapter Ten

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A/N: Shawn's wolf's name is pronounced MAH-knee.

Shawn's P.O.V

Goddess, I messed up big time today. I was reckless, impatient, careless, and made irrational decisions that put my warriors in danger. I didn't calculate every possibility and foolishly walked into a trap laid out by Vampires. Stupid blood-sucking vampires of all creatures. Worse to top off, the traitor of the pack finally made her appearance and she got me good. I was only lucky enough to get away with just a bite to the shoulder.

"Shawn, you really put yourself through the wringer this time. Lie back and let me get a look at the injury on your shoulder properly first. It doesn't seem to be healing as fast as it should." Brooke, a pack healer, commands.

I comply and lay down groaning in pain as blood seeps out of my wounds.
"Fuck." I breathed out once I was down on the bed.

Before I could shut my eyes, I hear the sound of fast-pacing high heels outside of the room I am in. I instantly knew who was about to make their way into my private room and I mentally prepared myself.

"Beware of loud yelling soon," I tell Brooke through heavy breaths. She nods understanding my warning and continues my treatment. Brooke is a witch so she lacked the gift of a wolf's sensitive hearing.

A loud slam from the door opening fills the room causing Brooke beside me to flinch.

"Oh cachorro, oh my god! Look at you! I was so worried when Jackson told me you walked into a trap. I can't believe you took them all on by yourself. Are you crazy cachorro? I would kill you if you weren't already halfway there! What were you thinking!" Esmeralda yells with tear-filled eyes walking to my side.

"Where is my brother?" I question, ignoring everything she is saying.

"He isn't in the pack. He left today and is away on business with another pack. But Jackson should be here soon, he just stepped out to report what happened to Cena."

I exhale deeply and even my breathing. My head is pounding and my skin is starting to burn from the inside. Was I poisoned?
Moments later, I caught a whiff of a familiar pungent omega scent. It made my wolf stand up on his toes and pace back and forth. I try to sit up but Brooke instantly shoves me back down.

"What do you think you're doing?" she asks with a confused look.

"I'm going to even a score."

"Are you crazy!?" Esmeralda says as I sit back up, walk past both of them and head for the door. My head instantly becomes heavy as I walked the distance to him. Each step I took was nothing but painful reminders of the battle that took place today but I forced myself past the pain and made way. He wasn't getting away a second time.

I stopped in front of the door. I knew he was on the other side but why wasn't he opening it?

Soon his scent was getting stronger by the second. But it isn't the scent of him being angry like our last encounter, or the scent of arousal as if he was in heat.
He is releasing calm pheromones. These are the pheromones that wolves only release for their mates. They are very strong and can attract other wolves if the person isn't mated.
So why the hell is he doing this in public? Is he aware of what he's doing or is he asking for attention?

Fucking omega!

I swing the door open and instantly made eye contact once he was in view.

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