His Savior

Wolf?

~Cory~

               I've spent much of the week trying to flush out my system. Zahara left for her trip, and I wanted her to return to good news. I met with Dr. Kilgore twice to flush my blood and overall system out. He felt that would be the most helpful to get my wolf back to me. Well, not back to me, as it will be my first time being in contact with him. I'm growing more and more excited about the prospect of finally having my wolf. I never once thought that I would ever be so lucky. Things have changed greatly since I met Zahara.

               Zahara is due back in 2 days, and I want to find a way to welcome her home. She has given me so much in the short time that we have been reunited, and I feel like I owe her something more than just saying thanks. I can't say that I know what that should be since I have no experience with this whatsoever. I don't want to go to her parents with this because that makes me feel a bit awkward. Lennox would be the go-to, but he is on the trip with Zahara and the future Gamma, Bryn.

               I head downstairs to find something to occupy my time with. A whiff of a scent stops me in my tracks. It smells like burnt wood and freshly upturned dirt. That is such a weird combination. I slowly descend the rest of the stairs to find 2 of the terrible trio. Justin and Len catch sight of me as I reach the bottom of the stairs. They say nothing before turning away and walking off. I'm actually glad it was them without Frankie. I think he is the biggest problem. I take a few steps, then stop. Uh, I smelled them from the middle of the stairs! OMG!! I have never experienced enhanced smelling like that. It must mean my wolf is coming around. I continue into the kitchen with the biggest smile on my face.

               No one needed my help though I'd imagine they didn't want me to help because I'm mated to Zahara. I realize her position in the pack, but I have no problem getting my hands dirty. I guess I can understand the hesitation, but I don't like being idle. I decide to stroll around the grounds, trying to get used to the pack and my surroundings. Many pack members acknowledged me with some sort of head nod or small smile as I came across them. No one really stopped me to talk. I don't think they know how to take me just yet, and that's okay. I know I will have to prove myself.

               After dinner, I headed upstairs to bed. On my way to my room, I could smell Zahara's scent, so I followed it to her room. I turned the lights on and looked around. Her room was simple, with not a lot of clutter. She has a sitting area off of the side of her room that contains a big-screen television, a bright red sofa along with two black armchairs. She has a king-size bed along the far wall with red and black bedding. The carpet in this room is plush and black. Two doors in the room lead to the bathroom and walk-in closet. There are some pictures on the wall, but not enough to look cluttered.

               I sit on the edge of the bed and run my hands along the comforter. It feels soft beneath my touch. I kick my shoes off and lay in the bed on my back. I stare up at the ceiling and imagine anything and everything I want to do with my mate. I never thought I'd have one, and if I ever found her, I just knew she would reject me immediately. I never thought I'd be here with a mate who truly wants me. I don't know how long I stayed in that position before falling asleep.

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                I wake up to pressure in my head. It isn't a pain per se, but something is there and feels as if it's pushing. I place my hands on either side of my head and clench my eyes shut tightly. I don't know what this is or how to make it better, but I plan to try any and everything. I twist left and right and left again on the bed, willing this unpleasantness to stop.

               The pressure lessens a bit, but I feel the urge to get up from the bed. I follow, not really understanding why or where I need to go. My feet hit the ground, and I stand up and walk out of Zahara's room. I feel like I'm floating on a cloud, and the air is just moving it along. I pass by a few Omegas and almost float downstairs. I turn towards the front door and glide there. I yank the door open, sunlight pouring down on me in waves. I step out onto the porch and look ahead of me. There are a few SUVs in front of the house. I see a guard walking to an SUV in the middle and opening the door. The scent hits me like a ton of bricks; jasmine with a hint of lemon. I focus my eyes and the vision before me makes me weak in the knees. I hear a voice I have never heard before, but could never mistake. It's my wolf and he says one word: MATE!

~Zahara~

               I swear it was the longest week and I did all I could to get us out quicker than planned. I needed to be back with my mate. I needed to make sure he was okay and help him get his wolf. This was the worst timing for traveling, but I couldn't tell my dad no. We are set to take over very soon and these will be the types of trips we will make from time to time. As badly as I want to be selfish, I have too many people counting on me. That didn't keep Aria from whining in my head the entire time.

               I was able to get us home a day earlier than planned. If I could have swung it even earlier, I would have. We traveled most of the night to get home and I'm grateful no one tried to argue with me. I planned to surprise Cory when I got in, but he surprised me instead. The minute the SUV door was opened, I smell fresh linens and mint. I love that scent. He is standing there, just waiting for me.

Mate is here! Mate is here! I chuckle.

Of course he is. Where did you expect him to be?

I'm in love. I can see Aria acting bashful in my mind. She is on the ground, covering her face with her paws. What has gotten into this girl?

Aria, why are you being so weird? You are acting like this is your first time seeing Cory.

Not Cory! Aria rolls her eyes at me and I shake my head. I know I don't have another mate; that just doesn't happen so I wonder who she is talking about. My mate.......Sylas. I swear there are hearts in her eyes. Sylas.....I don't know a Sylas......unless.......

               I jump out of the SUV and head to the front door. I stop right in front of Cory and just look at him. I don't see anything different in him, but his scent is stronger than it usually is. I can also sense a wolf, just a little bit. I'm not sure if his wolf is fully in and if not, how Aria can feel him.

Have you talked to him?

Not directly, but he has made his existence known to me. He planted his name in my mind. He is still trying to get to the surface.......he is almost there.

                It seems like things are finally going to be real. Don't get me wrong, I wanted Cory when I thought there was no wolf. Now that there is a wolf, that changes a lot of things. It may make things easier for the both of us, but especially Cory. I can't wait to help him through his first shift and learn to coexist with his wolf. Cory reaches his hand out to me and I take it, sparks erupting all over our touch. The sparks are way more powerful than they have ever been. Cory looks down at our joined hands then back at me. I smile at him and allow him to lead me up the stairs and into the house.