Parker's POV:
It had been two weeks since the funeral and the only time I left the bed was for training. Ryan was getting increasingly concerned. If I wasn't training or taking a shower I was either sleeping or staring blankly at the wall. My thoughts were increasingly getting darker and darker with each passing day. The only reason I haven't done anything was the fact that everyone is looking for Connor.
I slowly dragged myself out of bed and to the bathroom. I used the bathroom before going to the closet and throwing on sneakers, shorts, and a t-shirt. I dragged myself down the stairs into the dining room and sat down at the table. Within five minutes, Ryan entered the kitchen and spoke to the staff. Shortly after that a plate was placed in front of me, with a bottle of gatorade and a pill bottle. I eyed the pill bottle for a second before shoving away from the table.
"Unh uh." Ryan pushed the chair back in before I could stand. "We are going to talk."
I ignored him by turning my head away from him when he took the seat next to me.
"Eat." I didn't move. "Parker... You need to eat, please."
I exhaled a sigh through my nose before picking up the fork and starting to eat the pancakes in front of me.
"Thank you."
I nodded, keeping my eyes on the plate.
"Dr. Matella and I consulted with a psychologist... She recommended trying these antidepressants.... At least until you are past the suicidal thoughts."
I ignored him. He spoke softly so it was a private conversation, even though based on the noises in the house, he had sent the kitchen staff away. I watched him reach over and open the pill bottle and pull one out. He held it out to me.
"Please. You aren't talking to anyone and I don't know what else to do to try to help you."
"Unless it's going to get me high... get the fucking pill out of my face." I spoke low and gruff. My voice clearly sounded off from disuse.
"Baby, please." He practically begged.
I clenched my jaw and my brow furrowed in anger. I grabbed the gatorade and opened it before ripping the pill from Ryan's hand and quickly took it.
"Thank you."
"Fuck you." I snapped.
I shoved away from the table and stormed out of the house, heading for the training fields. I reached where everyone else was mingling and stretching out for the training and walked over to a spot away from other people and started my own stretches. Shortly after I had arrived, so did Matt, Carter, Carla, and Ryan.
"Alright, gather." Matt called out.
I followed quietly behind everyone.
"We are going to run 12 miles today. 6 in human form. Then today is eval day. Everyone will be paired off with someone of similar ranking in fighting, as everyone knows the last two weeks everyone has been monitored on their progress. You will be fighting in Human form and wolf form today. I will announce who is fighting who as each new round enters. 6 fights will happen at one time, each in their own circles. Parker... Can I see you for a second? Everyone else start your run." Matt said.
I slowly meandered over to him.
"You are exempt from the shifting if you need to be, you do still have to run 12 miles either way."
I rolled my eyes and turned, taking off after everyone else. Even without shifting I could finish the 12 miles first. I was exceptionally fast for a Beta.
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The Unwanted Bond
FantasyRunning away from His demons, Beta, Parker Mathison, is trying to avoid the inevitable.. His Alpha Mate. Ryan Emerson, Alpha of Firestone pack, has been looking for his mate for 9 years, once he gets the chance to meet his potential mate, he's neve...