#4 Lycan: Quadbrid

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

1 month later...

"Go talk to him." Sadie says.

"He hasn't talked to me." I say, as I watch Skye play with some toys.

"You want to be trained because you aren't trained as a wolf... so he is the only person who can accept it... you are his mate."

"He has the hardest time showing it." I snap, standing up, "I'm going on a run."

"Willow."

"Being a creature of four things... I need a break." I say, "So I'm going to let off steam."

"PLease keep your phone on you, because you haven't been accepted into the pack."

"Promise." I say, before heading upstairs.

I go into Raven's room and grab clothing from my suitcase. I put on black high waisted biker shorts and a cropped cream zip up top with black lines on the edges. I put on black high tops, before tying my hair in a ponytail and sliding my phone into my pocket.

"Be careful." Sadie says, as I turn and bump into Raven.

"Be careful? Where are you going?"

"I'm going on a run." I say, before trying to walk around him, but he grabs my arm, "Let me go."

"You are not going anywhere."

"I will," I rip my arm out of his grasp, "You can't tell me what to do."

"Keep in mind, you are still underage, and I'm doing so to protect you." He growls.

"And I'm telling you, ever since I shifted for the first time... I HAVE NOT LET MY WOLF OUT! So if you want a restless mate, let me go." I growl deeply.

"No." He says, as he tries to grab me, but I grab his arm, quickly maneuver and flip him on the ground.

I quickly take off out of the house, and towards the woods. I hear growls, as I turn my head quickly and see my mate in wolf form chasing after me. I pump my legs faster and faster as I race past some of the pack members who see their Alpha chasing after–pretty much a Rogue, since I left my pack and am now in his. I ignore those stares, as I use my Quadbrid speed–which is weird to say, and become much much faster. I run into the woods, and dodge through some of the tree lines, before feeling pressure on my back. I fall to the ground, before feeling a human body on me. I get turned around as I get face to face with my naked mate. I snapped my fingers as he had boxers on.

"That hurt, you know." I say, glaring up at him.

"Why did you run?"

"Like I said, I wanted to go on a run."

"And you don't get to do whatever the hell you want." He stands up, grabs my arm and yanks me up and pulls me back the way we came from, as I try to fight to be let go, before he picks me up and tosses me over his shoulder, as I slam my fists against his bare back–feeling sparks.

"Let me go." I shout, as I continue to punch his back.

"Fine." He growls, throwing me on the ground. I stumble, feeling the blood come back to my head, as I stumble, but he holds me still, "I'm begging, please don't run again."

"I wasn't running away, I just needed a jog." I whisper.

"Just promise me, don't do it again." He says, lifting his hands onto my cheeks and looks me in the eyes.

"I can when you snap and try to control me all the damn time." I mutter.

"I just met you... My wolf is very protective over you."