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~Zahara~

               I swear my territory seems bigger than it's ever been, but I know it's just because I'm so eager for this tour to be over. I want, so badly, for this group to leave so I can go back to Cory. We are back in the packhouse and heading up the stairs for the meeting that we plan to have. I stop dead in my tracks when a feeling flows through me. I can't quite place it. It felt kind of like fear or anxiousness. I'm not sure, nor do I know where it came from. I continue my journey to our meeting room and hope that this meeting is over quickly.

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               Finally, we are done, and finally, I will be free. The meeting was extremely boring, but I'm glad that nothing was signed. There was a lot proposed, but I don't think we will come to an agreement. We are the better pack out of the two, yet the Wild Trail pack or I should say the Luna, is expecting us to come up with so much in this treaty. It's hard to see how we benefit based on her proposals. It seems as if we will provide everything yet get nothing in return. I know my dad, and this is not the type of treaty he would be quick to accept. Maybe I will get my wish altogether, and we won't deal with this group at all.

               I trail behind as we walk our guests out to their cars. I made sure Lennox would remain close after the earlier conversation with Laslo. Lennox seems to think that Laslo isn't going to let this go, and I'm wondering if he is right. We say our goodbyes to the group, and like last time, Laslo is the last to speak, and I'm the last on his list. I wish I could turn him away, but that would not look good.

               Laslo walks up to me and moves to grab my hand. I don't want the contact, so I quickly grab his fingers only, giving them a shake and letting go. I can see a bit of anger flash in his eyes, but it's gone quickly. "You really need to reconsider what we discussed earlier. It would be so much easier if we come to an agreement." What does he mean by that? Is Laslo implying that if I don't agree, something else will happen? I don't like being threatened, and I don't like people thinking they can tell me what to do. I look at Laslo, but before I can respond, I get a mindlink.

Alpha, Alpha Zahara......you need to come to the clinic.

Is everything okay? Is Cory okay?

He.....he is awake.

               Lennox is next to me, and I turn to him quickly. I can't say anything out loud because I don't want anyone else to know what's happening.

I need you to fill in for me. Cory's awake!

No problem. You go, and I will let our dads know what's happening.

Keep an eye on Laslo, I don't want him following me.

               I turn back to Laslo, mutter goodbye, and take off to the clinic. I can't wait to see Cory, I've been waiting so long. I was so afraid that he would never wake up, and I'm glad I was wrong. I get to the clinic in record time and fly right through the entryway and go directly to Cory's room. I stop outside his door and take a deep breath. I'm all of a sudden nervous, and I think it's because I now know that he is my mate. I hope I look good and smell good and sound okay and....

Goddess! Stop the foolishness. Just go in there and talk to mate!

               I laugh to myself. Aria is right, of course. I'm overthinking too many things, and I need to stop. I have always been an overthinker, and it can make life difficult. I take a deep breath and let it out while twisting the doorknob that is in my hand.

~Cory~

               I hear the door open to my room and look in that direction. There she is, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Her eyes light up when she looks at me, and my heart skips a beat. I don't know what to say, and I can feel my mouth go dry. Zahara walks over to the bed and sits in the chair next to me. We don't say anything to each other, but our eyes stay locked. Zahara clears her throat a few times, and I try my hardest to keep my chuckle down. "How are you feeling?"

               "Uh......I feel okay. I, well I thought I was dead to be honest. Hell, I should be dead since I have no wolf. I have no idea how I was able to survive like this." Zahara smiles, and my Goddess, that smile.

               "It probably helped that I gave you some of my blood. Us being mates and all, the blood took care of a lot. Take into consideration that I'm an Alpha, and that is probably what helped you heal faster." I nod but don't say anything in response. "Do you.....do you remember what happened to you?" I take a few minutes and close my eyes. I try to recreate the last moments that I had before I woke up here. I open my eyes when I feel sparks on my hand. I look down and see that Zahara is rubbing circles on my hand. I look up at Zahara and give her a small smile.

               "I just remember cleaning the kitchen like I usually do. Someone came in and I went into the pantry. Once in there the person came in and started to hit me. I turned around to face the person, but I couldn't see their face. I mean I think I saw their face then, but I can't seem to see it now." Just talking about this is causing me frustration, and I think that Zahara is noticing this because her hand moved from mine to giving my arm long strokes.

               "It's okay. Don't worry about that now. I'm sure it will come back to you later. All that matters now is that you're safe and alive." I nod in response.

               "So, I take it that I'm in your territory? How did I get here?" Zahara looks down at her lap for a bit, and when she looks back at me, I see tears in her eyes.

               "I.....I felt your pain." I hold my breath, hoping that she doesn't mean what I think she does. "I felt the hits and the pain you were in. I had to get to you so I ran until I found you and had you brought back here. I can't......I can't believe that you had to go through all of that pain alone." The last part, Zahara said in a whisper. I had no idea that she could feel my pain. I never wanted that for her; or anyone.

               "I'm so sorry." Zahara looks up at me, and a tear falls down her face. She grabs my hand and moves from the chair to the edge of the bed. Zahara leans in close to me and places her forehead on mine.

               "You have nothing to apologize for. I wish I had gotten to you sooner and I could have spared you the pain. I'm just grateful that I have you here now. I will never let you get hurt again." Zahara kisses my forehead and lays her head on my chest. We remain that way for a while, enjoying each other's presence.