I was excited to have Mira all to myself for an entire weekend. I already spoke with her boss, and he gladly gave her time off. He said that she deserved it. I knew I was doing it to protect her. It would get both myself and her out of the city, while Deacon and the rest of the pack search for Tony Bracco. My wolf was seething, I was the one who fought Tony off when he had her pinned against the wall. Seeing Nick assault my mate the way he did, had my wolf seeing red. Tony got away, like the rogue he was. He took a few hits, but couldn't handle fighting someone with alpha blood. But all I cared about was Mira. Who was lying motionless on the ground. Blood seeping from her head. Seeing her like that made me want to hunt the bastard down. Instead I shifted and called 911. Knowing that she needed medical attention right away. It was also that night that everything clicked in my mind. That Tony was the rogue that murdered one of our own, left his heart for us to find. Tony must have smelled my scent on the Mira, and he was angry about it. He was looking to hurt my pack. I alerted my father that Anthony Bracco was the one we were searching for. Though I left out that he was Mira's ex. All my father needed to know was that Tony was the rogue we were searching for. I knew he would find a way to blame Mira for the death of one of our members. That was something I didn't want. Mira wasn't the one who had blood on her hands. It was Tony Bracco. I knew that the best way to protect Mira was to get her out of town. Away from all the drama that was unfolding.
Once Mira was discharged from the hospital a few days after she had woken up. The doctor wanted to make sure that she didn't have any internal bleeding or a possible brain injury. Once she got the all clear I got her out of there. I brought her to her apartment and walked her in to pack a bag. My wolf was on high alert. I was worried that Tony would try to finish the job he started. But when we arrived, I couldn't even detect his scent. I knew that Mira was scared. I could sense fear rolling off her body. She was constantly looking over her shoulder, as if to find him there. When we got to her room, I pulled her into my arms. Trying my best to soothe her fear. I wasn't going to ever let Tony touch her again.
"Nick will never touch you again Mira. He will never hurt you again. I promise you that," I whispered. She looked up, her eyes glazing with tears.
"I just want to be away from here. Away from him," she whispered. I kissed her forehead and pulled away. I watched as she packed a weekend bag. I took the bag from her and threw it over my shoulder.I wasn't going to allow her to carry anything.
"Come on baby, let's go have some fun," I said. Trying to lighten the mood. She offered a smile, which never quite reached her eyes. My wolf and I wanted to know what Tony had done to make Mira like this. She looked so broken and fragile, and I knew that she wasn't broken. She was far from it. We left her apartment and we left Boston.
I was taking Mira to a cabin that the pack owned. It was located in Northern New Hampshire. Just a few miles from the Canadian border. Most of us used this cabin as a retreat in the fall and winter. As a way to escape humanity, and allow our wolves to take over and be free. It was surrounded by miles of forest, perfect for our wolves to run and hunt. I had spent many falls up at that cabin, learning to control my wolf. Learning to live with my wolf. My wolf was bigger and more powerful, with me being the future alpha of the Plymouth pack. But my wolfish tendencies were ten times worse. And I often would get into trouble in my youth because of it. It wasn't until recently that I could fully control my anger. Which I was thankful for. And it would be here at this cabin that would share my secret with Mira. That I would reveal to her who and what I was. And what we were to one another.
Mira was quiet the whole ride up to the cabin. The whole three hours. This made my wolf sad. The last time we took a ride like this, she was singing and laughing. Now seeing her, withdrawn like this had me worried. She was genuinely terrified of Tony, the way she reacted when she told the detective that it was Tony who attacked her still made me angry. Detective Samuels was one of us, I called him personally when she was attacked. I knew that if anyone could find Nick. It would be detective Samuels. But I didn't like the way he looked at my mate. No one beside Deaxon knew that Mira was my mate. But now Samuels did, he was like my father. Old fashioned, so I had to be an alpha and tell him not to say a thing to Mira. That there would be consequences if he said anything to her. He withered under my gaze as I commanded him to not say anything. Then Mira's annoying friend Liz came and all but screamed at me in front of him. I had never seen a human do this to a werewolf before. I found it kind of amusing. Until she threw in my face that she didn't know what Tony did to Mira, and she did. That made me angry, so I went back in. Afraid I was going to say or do something I would regret. I didn't want to push Mira, but I knew she would have to tell me at some point. I could tell she was fighting an internal battle. Both my wolf and I could sense it. I reached over and took Mira's hand. For her to know that I am here. That she could trust me. That I was nothing like that bastard. I would never ever raise a hand to her. That she didn't deserve to be treated that way.
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The Wolf Who Saved Me
WerewolfMira Beckett was saved from a fire when she was 15 by a mysterious black wolf. She survived, but her parents didn't. In one night, her entire childhood was destroyed. Now 10 years later, she lives in Boston with her best friend Lizbeth Tanner. But s...