His Savior

Where's Zahara?

~Justin~

               Shit....shit......SHIT! Oh, Goddess! Oh shit! I can't quiet my head, and I need to remain calm; well, my face needs to remain calm. I can't believe I'm involved in this mess. I just wanted to be accepted and have a group of friends. I never got along well with Lennox and them.......well let me clarify.....

               I'd always been a quiet kid. Even when I became a teenager, I was always quiet and kept to myself. It isn't so much that I never got along well with Lennox, Bryn, Zahara, and their crew.....it's more so that I never tried. I never really tried to fit in. I was too scared and insecure to attempt to be a part of their group. They have always been very accepting, and Zahara will reach out to anyone to include them. I just....I would just run the other way. I just never felt good enough.

               I ran right into Frankie and Len. They were always outcasts and liked it that way. I didn't latch onto them; they just pulled me along. Every time I turned around, Frankie and Len were there until it just became natural. I hate the mess Frankie has us get into, but who can say no to Frankie? Saying no to Frankie is asking for a problem, and I'm not interested in those types of problems.

               Now, I'm supposed to be kidnapping Cory and taking him to the shack where we hang out at. I'm supposed to deliver Cory to the hands of Frankie, and then he will be given back to that Alpha. I just can't do it. Cory never did anything wrong to anyone, and I just can't hurt the pack like that.

               Frankie and Zahara have been gone for a while. I know that Frankie was able to get Zahara out of here as planned. Once I was left alone with Cory, I made myself as small as possible and started to scoot back. It helped when people continued to come to him and congratulate him on becoming a part of the pack. I blocked my mind links a while ago, so my phone has been blowing up. I know who it is without looking, and I can't answer. I can't be the one to help this pack fall apart.

               I've been keeping my eye on Cory from afar, and it looks like he is starting to realize that he hasn't seen Zahara in a while. He seems to be looking for her.........shit! What am I going to do?

Just tell him the truth; get us out of this situation.

I'm scared, Rex. We could get killed.

If we keep following Frankie, we will for sure be killed. You know he will end us in a heartbeat. Just fix this!

               Rex, my wolf, is right. I can't keep going like this and following behind Frankie. I don't want to be this person, and if I don't help myself, I know Frankie will kill me one day if it serves his purpose. I look into the crowd trying to find Cory. There are so many people that it's hard to spot him. I see him talking to Lennox, and I make a decision.

~Cory~

               Justin disappeared, and I lost track of Zahara and Frankie. There are so many people eager to meet me officially and congratulate me. It is a bit overwhelming, and I wish Zahara were here. I didn't want her to go dancing with Frankie, but I also didn't want to be that overbearing mate that makes a bit deal about everything. Let's face facts, Zahara is an Alpha and a great one at that. She will need to meet with people, and I won't always be with her. It will do us better if I come to terms with that and support her rather than hurt her.

               I swear the sea of pack members is never-ending. My hands and voice are starting to feel raw. I want nothing more than to curl up in bed with my mate. It has been a long day, and I miss the feel of her. Speaking of which, where is Zahara?

Lennox, have you or Bryn seen Zahara?

No, the last we saw her, she was dancing with Frankie. That has been a while too. Speaking of which, what the hell is that about? I chuckle.

We will talk about that later. I start to move around the crowds of people searching for Zahara or Frankie. Everywhere I turn, I see no one but well-wishers. I keep getting stopped, which is pausing my search and starting to piss me off. I try to keep my anger at bay. It isn't their fault that I'm on edge.

               I have no idea how long I've been looking, but I swear I can't find Zahara. I have looked where people are dancing, where people are eating, hell, I've looked everywhere. I don't know where Zahara is, and I'm starting to panic.

Have you heard from Aria? Where are they, Sylas?

I can't sense them. I can't even get through to Aria. I think something is wrong.

               I turn around and see Lennox out of the corner of my eye. I cut off a pack member that was talking to me rather rudely, but they will have to get over it. I run up to Lennox and grab him by the back of his arm. I pull him towards me, and I can see the shock in his eyes. "What's wrong?"

               "Where is Zahara? I can't find her, and I can't find Frankie. They have been gone for too long, and Sylas can't communicate with Aria." Lennox's eyes get big, and they gloss over, mind-linking. They clear up, and he looks scared.

               "No one has seen them either. I asked Bryn and her parents, and they haven't seen her." I'm starting to panic, but trying to keep it in. I'm officially terrified; I can't find my mate.

               "Uh.....Alpha?" I turn around, and Justin stands behind me, looking white as a sheet. He has to know something.....Frankie is his friend. I turn to Justin and grab his neck, squeezing while he sputters for air.

               "Where the fuck is my mate?!"