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To say my wolf freaked out was an understatement, My wolf positively died. I have never been so worried about anyone in my life. Not my brother, not my parents, not even myself, as I am worried now for this woman in my arms. I run to the hospital, and the doctors and nurses check on her. The healer says she is fine, there is nothing wrong with her. How can she be fine? GODDAMMIT, she is unconscious. I control my wolf, as I ask why she is unconscious, he says it can be due to lack of sleep, severe stress, or anything. But nothing is too serious about it. He said she will wake up soon.

I sat outside her room with her child, who was now crying, hugging me.

"Dad, why is Mama in there? is she okay?" I hold him up and my wolf puts him to sleep, as I say "Mama is going to be fine, kid." I pat his back and send him with a nurse to get his check-up with my beta. I sit there alone as I think of what my wolf called her, and is chanting continuously, it's howling and jumping, as I am here lost. My mate is a human? The same human from all these years ago, The same human who has adopted my brother's son? Yes, he says simply. My beta returns I talk to him for a while. When the healer returns informs me that she is awake. I run inside. I had so many questions, why are you here, Who are you, why are you investigating my brother, do you know what your son is, but as I opened my mouth the first question that came out was

"How are you feeling now?" What? I think to myself, shocked at the soft tone of my voice

"where is my son?" son? there is no conflict in her, she doesn't hesitate at all to call him her son. I feel angry at the fact that she did not answer my question, but I can't disagree that it's the most valid question in her state. 

"he is with a doctor," I say. She jumps from the bed and trembles, Fear evident in her eyes. 

"What! No! no, I need to get to him-" I hold her fingers and her palms to try to calm her.  "No he can't-" She shakes my hands away. My wolf feels almost rejected. 

"shh, he is fine, don't worry." I pull her into my hold, holding her waist. She looks at my eyes and says

"no you don't, you understand-" I understand that she knows. Does she think that the doctor checking up on him will notice something weird, and inform the government? I feel it as I Look into her eyes.

"I do, I do." I do understand her fear, her son suddenly turning out to be something else. She must be devastated. Now my wolf wants to protect her even more. He wants to hold her tight. "He is fine here. You don't have to worry." Tears flow from her eyes. She holds my shirt tightly as she says

"How can I not worry for him? he is my son!" She says so desperately, it makes my wolf howl.

"do you trust me?"I lose it at myself, what a I even saying, I feel my wolf wait for the reply

"Yes" I raise his brows, I feel goosebumps on the back of my neck. My wolf chants again, MATE MATE MATE, I was so shocked to hear her say that. She did not even think twice before saying that. I feel like I never want to break her trust. But I must do what I must, I inject her the sedation, that the healer gave me to make her sleep longer, he says she is weak, and if not well rested can faint again. She realized what I was doing and resisted my hold now. I hated to feel that, a few tears left her eyes again, as she screamed a little, "Felix-" she said very softly, before dropping back into sleep, her hands and back were dropped in the air, the only thing keeping her up were my hands at her waist.

 I took a moment to look at her, her long neck was on display as it fell, and I could see her collarbones clearly because of her square-neck shirt. A drop of blood was visible on her neck where I injected her, My wolf felt the need to mark her at the sight. I place a hand on her back and pick her head up, I feel her soft dark brown, her small back. I lightly licked the drop of blood from her neck, placed her head on my shoulder, and picked her knees, to hold her. Her hands fall as well as her head, which makes my wolf howl in grief. I took her out of the hospital with my pup who was holding my pants as we walked towards my car. My pup was crying but was stern and keen. He opened the door of the car as I put my mate and buckled her seatbelt. I put my pup in the back seat and immediately felt the lack of a child's seat. I searched my mate's bag to find her car keys, I went over to her car removed the seat, and installed it in my car. I realize my actions have changed, I was acting like an Alpha dad. But I am not complaining, as I drive, I accept that she is my mate and he is our pup, and I will do anything to protect them. 

Though they seem difficult, and our family will be a little dysfunctional, it is mine. I look at my unconscious mate and my pup whose sniffles I can hear, as he looks out of the window. I said, "Pup, are you okay back there?" I say worried

"Yes, Dad. But mom will be fine right?" He seems so mature. I nod

"Of course, she will be, like I said she is just sleeping. And I am here, right? I will take care of her now."

"Yes, always mom takes care of me, No one takes mom's care." He says as he cries again. I feel his worry. 

"That's not true now, you take care of her right?" He nods. "we are here right? We will take care of her. We will pamper her a lot okay." He smiles and says

"Promise?"

"Of course"


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