Blue Bloods

Chapter 3

I woke up to the konstant pounding of something. At first it didn't bother, but when I tried to go back to sleep, it bothered me. Slowly I removed the blanckets from my body and stood up, following the noice.

The pack house I stayed in was large, the one we have is nothing compared to this one. It had staircase after staircase and yet I was located on the first floor. I followed the noice, past the kitchen where we ate dinner last night.

Carten didn't touch me once. We ate in silence as he asked a few question and so did I. I knew better than to aggravate him. So, I kept quiet and thanked him for the dinner once I was done. I went to my room and immediatly felt the pain of leaving my mate alone. The bond between us grew faster than normal wolfes, because he was an Alpha.

I tossed and turned all night until I felt saver, I assumed Logan was nearby. He's the only one who can still the pain and loneliness.

I walked down three stairs wich at the end had a door. Going down to the basement, or so I thought. I slowly opened the door. The pounding got harder and I went in. There was a gym inside and all the equipment was unoccupied, except for th eboxing bag. Where he stood, working out.

A shirtless Carsten was hitting the bag, his body covered in sweat. His muscles stood bold which sent a shiver along my spine. Touching every nerve and every piece of bone marrow and coarsed back up.

"How long have you been up?" He asked without stopping his punching. I folded my arms infront of my chest. I was still scared of him. I don't know why I came here in the first place.

"I just woke up." I said softly, sitting down where he have left his towel and a water bottle. I watched as he kept on practising. The liqued crystals dripped down every contour of his formed body.

"What's going to happen next?" I asked, wondering how my future will turn out. If it was for the best, I still don't see the light. If it was for the worst, I am definately feeling it now.

"I am going to take a shower." He said coldly. The unfriendly side of him returned, the part that I was deeply afraid of. I knew he wouldn't know what I was talking about. I wanted to go away and straight to my family and annoying sister in law.

I kept quiet. I didn't want to leave my mate, but I wanted to go home. He stopped punching, and looked deep in my eyes. He searched for something.

"I want to go home." I said softly. He bent down in front of me, his thighs and arms flexing as he did so. I smelled his sweat and felt his hot breath blowing over my features as I sat with my knees drawn up.

"You can't go home, I want you by my side." He said as I handed him his towel. I understood his point, but what about my family and the life I used to live. It wasn't much, but I was happy.

I nodded my head as he spoke again. "Go get ready. We are leaving in an hour." He ordered. I stood up and left him there. Our bond was already forming, every time I walked away from him, it became worce. There was no pain, but I felt sad. I wanted to know where we were going.

I didn't go to my room immediatly. I searched for a phone or cellphone. At the end of the hall was the office Logan interrogated me and then fell asleep in. I pressed the number I knew by heart and waited as it rung.

"Hello." I heard my dad answer as happy as ever? That was weird considering the situation we were in or I.

"Dad?" I asked and a tear slipped with pain from the corner of my eye.

"Hello darling, how is life with your mate?" He asked as if nothing happened. How come he didn't search for me and where is my brother? How did he know about it? I was angered and sad at the same moment.