The Unmarked Mate

Chapter 67

Elestren

As I was driving, I got calmer, focusing on the road not to get myself in a stupid accident. It would be less than a two-hour drive in a normal weather, but with that much snow it would be closer to three or four. I sighed but I knew that at the end of it I would be holding James and only that mattered. It was dark, but the moon was bright tonight, shining a cold light on the white roads. The landscape looked like the nightmare I had the first night without James, everything being white and cold, but it wasn't scary this time, it was peaceful. I upped the heating system to avoid freezing. After about two hours and a half of driving I realized I was going low on gas. There should be enough to arrive there but barely, so I drove on, silently praying there was enough to finish the journey. I remember taking this road once with my dad, the only time I had been to Lycan territory was when I was twelve. There was a summit of Alphas there and he had brought me as his heir. I had forgotten about it but this road reminded me of that meeting. When we had walked in the streets, I had felt strangely home seeing so many lycans who had something in common with my mother, they walked like her, they smelled a bit like her too.

The thought of my mother appeased me. I didn't have a lot of memory of her but recalling her smell had always been something soothing. And now the memory of James' smell had an even stronger power on me. The idea to be in his house engulfed by his scent everywhere was so appealing I wanted to drive faster. But I restrained myself. I was getting very near I could see the lights of the city he lived in, casting a welcoming halo of light. But as the lycan heir he lived in the restricted area of this town, where only lycans dwelt. Shit, there would be guards, what if they didn't let me in. I would cross that bridge when it would be time.

I took left on the road, there was a forbidden sign saying it was private property, but I knew it was there from that one drive with Dad. I arrived at a checkpoint. I started debating telling who I was, it was the easiest course, but what if they didn't know about me. I had never been here, I had never been introduced to the lycans as James' mate, so a guard might not be aware. Shit, I had been so selfish with him, I kept him for myself in the border of my packs, and he had followed me and helped me, but where was I for him? Before I knew it, I was at the checkpoint but they just let me pass. How? Why? These would be questions for another day, I needed to see James, and I then I would wonder about the guards letting me in.

I had been driving with the gas light on for a few miles now. I wasn't sure how long I had left. But when I arrived at the edge of the city, I found out. I was out of gas, so I used the momentum of the car to just turn it at the side of the road to avoid stopping in the middle of the road. Well, I would finish the journey on foot. I had maybe one mile to go, it was okay. James had told me where he lived but I found myself lost in all these buildings, all these houses who all looked like one another in this weather. I tried to call him again, but I had no service. Fuck, nothing was going right tonight. The snow was now pouring. I took out James' coat from the bag and put it on. I was still wearing the dress I had at the celebration earlier and even with thick tights I was freezing. I put the bag on my shoulder and started walking. I was sure I'd find it eventually.

"Miss, it's freezing you shouldn't be here!" I heard a man's voice say after a few minutes of walking. My saviour! Surely he would know where the big houses were. I turned to meet him, but when I caught his look on me, something froze in me. Something about him screamed at me not to trust him, but I had no choice now.

"I know, my car broke down, I was just trying to join someone." I tried to stay calm and give a faint smile.

"Oh dear, and what's a werewolf doing in the Lycan capital? Who would that be you're joining little wolf?" he said, sneering when he called me little wolf. So when they didn't make jokes about my weight, they belittled me for being a werewolf, a half breed or a woman.