My Alpha Mate

The Wait.

Chapter 36: The Wait.

{Valerie}

Empty.

Not a soul in sight.

Total darkness.

Not even a single heartbeat, is in the pack house.

I let Nina's hand go as I walk over to the living room slowly.

No one.

I walk over to the kitchen.

No one.

I run upstairs.

No one.

I run into my room.

No one.

But Greyson's scent is strongest here, overpowering my own scent on the rumpled sheets.

I walk around seeing indents in the wall, broken lamps and the mirror in the bathroom with blood.

I take a deep breathe walking over to the mirror and touching the blood.

This happened recently.

I smell the blood and my fangs come out poking into my lips as I gasp.

What the hell who's blood is this?!

'Its our mates. You can't control yourself around his blood all too well until you mark each other.' May says quietly.

I look around the room some more when I see it.

My bracelet.

The silver bracelet that burnt Greyson's hand in my house that day, is here. The intricate pink roses on the beautiful silver are covered with bloody spots.

"There's someone here." Nina says with wide eyes getting closer to me.

I look towards the door, telling Nina to wait there as I slowly walked out. Following the heavy footsteps I walk to the stairs to see Michael walking up, his head down.

"You miss me?" I ask weakly and Michael's eyes snap up to my own.

I know the question he's about to ask so I move my hair so he can see the bite.

"Valerie." He says and in two seconds flat he's hugging me like his life depended on it.

I wrap my arms around him enjoying the warmth he brings versus Nico and sigh.

"Michael, where is everybody?" I ask and he looks at me nervously.

"You died." He replied like it's everything I need to know.

"Michael what the hell is that supposed to mean?" I ask and he sighs.

"Greyson, he's your mate. He-He didn't take your passing well at all." He says softly and I'm filled with panic.

'Mate.' My wolf whines and I agree.

"Michael what-?" He grabs my hand taking me into Greyson's room and I'm shocked but more so hurt at what I see.

"Oh my god how bad is he?" I ask choking on a sob then covering my mouth.

Blood is everywhere.

His scent floods every single one of my senses and I feel dizzy.

Blood is on the walls, on the bed, on the floor, in the bathroom, the closet, clothes. It's everywhere along with the whole room being destroyed.

I drop to my knees knowing there's no way that he couldn't possibly lose all this blood without going to the hospital and being in a coma.