His Savior

New Home

~Zahara~

               I'm finally able to get Cory out of the hospital. I wasn't sure that it would happen any time soon, but I guess that blood transfusion worked wonders, even with Cory having no wolf. I sent some clothes down to Cory while I signed the paperwork for his release. I head to his room to find him sitting at the edge of the bed, looking nervous. "What's up?" Cory jumps, which makes me guess that he didn't notice me entering the room.

               "Oh......uh.....hey. The, uh, the doctor said I could go." I smile and walk towards him. "It's just that......I have nowhere to go." I stifle my laugh. He looks so damn adorable right now, but I don't want him to think that I'm laughing at him. I sit next to him and turn to face him.

               "That's why I'm here." I reach for his hand and hold it gently in mine. "I came to collect you. Did you think that I would leave you high and dry?"

               "I....I can stay here?" I wonder why he is so surprised to learn about him staying here.

              "Of course you can! Where else would you go? Someone tried to kill you at your pack, so clearly, you can't stay there. We are fated mates, so I would rather not be apart from you." That made Cory smile a bit, but he tried to hide it. Cory stands up and stretches.

               "I'm ready to learn the ends and outs of your pack. Just let me know where I will be working and what is expected. I know that I can do my best here."

~Cory~

               The look on Zahara's face is one that I can't describe. She looks to be confused, angry, heartbroken, and I can't identify what else. I'm not sure what I said was wrong. I'm only a wolf-less individual. I'm only good for pack chores and nothing else. "Cory, I'm not sure that you understand." Zahara gets up and stands in front of me. "I will soon be Alpha, and you....you are my fated mate. Whether you have a wolf or not doesn't change that fact. You are here because we are fated, and there is nowhere else I'd rather you be." Zahara caresses my cheek with her hand, and I find myself leaning into her touch. "We should get you settled in the packhouse." Zahara steps away from me and grabs my hand. She leads me out of the room and out of the hospital.

               The lands look expansive. I have only seen the Wild Tail Packlands even though I wasn't born there. I don't remember where my mom and I lived when I was so young. There are a lot of forest pockets around the path we are walking. Everything looks so beautiful, and I can't wait to explore the area. As we walk, many people we come across greet Zahara but give me shifty looks. I guess I can't blame them since they have no idea who I am. "Hey, um, did you come across a pill bottle? I know I had it in my pocket." I'm not sure if I will have a spell while I'm here, but I want to have what I need, just in case.

               "Uh, yeah, I think so. I think it was put in the room you will stay in." I feel a sense of relief wash over me. I will make sure to take a pill before I do anything else. I don't want to have a spell at my new home. No one here knows me other than Zahara, and seeing me have a spell will not paint me in a favorable light. "What are the pills for anyway?" That's a question I should have seen coming, but don't want to answer at the same time. I don't want to be the one to tell her about this major issue in my life. It isn't like I'm super appealing as it is with not having a wolf. "You don't have to tell me.....yet." I swallow the lump that formed in my throat, and we continue to walk to the packhouse.

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               The packhouse is huge and intimidating. It has to have at least 5 floors, and it is very modern. There are huge windows all over the building, and I can't wait to see all of the light that is sure to be inside. The outside landscape is beautiful, making it look like its own oasis. Walking inside was a blast of amazingness. Everything inside is so elegant, but not so much that you feel like you can't touch it or be comfortable on it. All clean lines and a comfortable feel. There are pictures all over the walls that reflect the closeness and love of the pack. I can see rooms and pack members filing in and out. "I will give you a tour, but let me take you to the room first."

               We head upstairs, hand in hand. "Do you stay here too?" Zahara looks at me and gives me a soft smile.

               "Our family has a home not too far from the packhouse. My mom said that she wanted us to have a sense of family life that wasn't always interrupted by the day to day issues of pack life. Once I came back from Alpha training, Lennox and I decided to stay at the packhouse so we could be in the center of it all. We wanted to be close to the other pack members and get that real life practice for what is to come. The top floor is the Alpha floor and you will stay there with me. The next floor down is for the Beta and their family and the next floor is for the Gamma and their family. There are like mini apartments on each floor so everyone has what they need." We continue up to the top floor of the packhouse. We stop in front of an open door. "This is your room and mine is directly across from you. The other side is the living area and the kitchen area."

               We walk into the room, and I'm at a loss. I have never stayed in a room so big, and I don't know what to do with myself. The room is very bright, with a sliding glass door across the room. There is plush, black carpet on the floor, and the walls are a light gray color. There is a king-sized bed on the wall to my left with dark blue bedding. A dark blue rug is under the bed to match the bedding. To the right are two doors which I'd assume are the bathroom and a walk-in closet. Directly to the right of the door is a sitting area with a black leather couch, two leather seats and a big-screen tv mounted on the wall. I stand in the middle of the room and just spin around slowly. "This is all too much. I don't need all of this." Zahara chuckles and shakes her head.

               "This is where you will be staying. I'm pretty sure that your pill bottle is in the bathroom. Your closet is empty, but I think there is a spare outfit or two in there for now if you want to take a shower. I will be back later and we can plan to go shopping." All of this and shopping? I can't allow Zahara to go through so much trouble for me; it isn't necessary. Before I can voice this, I hear the door close and notice that Zahara has left me in the room alone.