Heat Brought Us Together

Chapter 40

His Pov

Micajah Stone

This Cole person approaches my father and I with a wicked smirk on his face. "The throne is mine, gentlemen. I am it's rightful owner. If you openly issue threats like these, where you are guests, totally unguarded and probably have some loved people breathing on my territory...

If I was in your place, I would  definitely think twice before uttering such bare nonsense. The time of hospitality is over. You can return to your packs and do what you are born for there." Cole utters.

He leaves the room and two 7feet tall guards follow him. I am completely quizzed. I came here to help a pack deep in medical problem and not play some game of who the rightful Alpha is.

I turn to leave and go back to my mate. My father follows me outside. He says, "Let me speak with a few people I know, we will find this Cole's background and unravel his lies." 

"Okay dad, I am going back to the house, I don't want to be stuck in a power struggle. This position is gifted to us by the goddess, the pack members won't agree with this nonsense." I tell my father.

I march off to my mate in a wierd mood. I know she must be waiting for me.

I reach the guest room to find it empty. When has P done, what I thought she would and expected her to do. I mind link Lauren as to where P might be. She tells me about the work call she received and I sit at the bed, frustrated, tired and feeling lonely. My wolf is fighting me today. He is so much anxious, which is rare for him.

'Penelope has accepted us and bares our mark, you can calm down, buddy.' I tell my wolf.

'No, something is bothering our mate, I can sense the change in her mood.' My wolf clarifies.

'We are in a new place with strange people like Cole, who are taking advantage of a delicate situation, heck even I am worried about my sister's future here.' I internalize this thought to my wolf.

I do a few push-ups and other exercises to calm myself down and keep me from overthinking the current situation. Just then I hear P, calling me out alone in the woods. I quickly gallop there and find her in a quizzed state. I can't seem to put a finger on it. She looks scared yet determined.

I tell her to meet me at a discreet location, then quickly gallop toward my mate. She looks torn, her expression one of fear, almost as if she's seen a ghost. I can't sense her full range of emotions yet due to lack of her mark on me.

I pull her into my arms, holding her tight, offering comfort, letting her know I'm here to fight alongside her, no matter what. Sometimes, all we need is reassurance. I kiss the mark on her neck softly, over and over, and keep her close, grounding her in the safety of my embrace.

She physically shoves me away from her and reasons that I can't have her scent on me. The urgency in her tone is baffling me.

My eyebrows arch in question and my wolf shows in my eyes, the protective side of me blazing in anger.

"Who are we running from Penelope? Who are you so afraid of?" I ask her.

She breaks down with tears and says angrily, "I can't see another loved one of mine being harmed by this creature, even slightly affected by his breath. We all need to leave, now, Micajah, we shouldn't even go to your pack, stay in the city if we have to. He is dangerous and a cunning wolf. He has found me again and I will fight till my last breath to save all my loved ones." Her wolf is present in her eyes.

She has quickly turned from a scared P to an angry Penelope. I like this one better.

"He is Xavier right? This Cole person who is here to take over the pack as Alpha Callum is unwell. The one who?" I can't finish that sentence. I ask her.