Cronan is angry. Angry that after years of waiting, he's mated to the one wolf he never wanted.
Fen is stuck. Stuck in a state of purgatory that he doesn't know how to escape from.
After learning of his mate's crimes, Cronan never expected to see h...
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I have never once minded living on my own. I enjoyed the peace and was glad to not have to deal with any potential drama. At least, that was how I felt initially, but I wasn't sure anymore.
It'd been three, almost four, weeks since Fen left and I had done little to nothing in that time. I mostly lay in bed, his bed usually because we still shared a mate bond and no matter how messed up it seemed, I still missed the way his scent filled the house and how I'd wake up to find him randomly by my side when he hadn't previously been there when I'd fallen asleep.
I had hoped he'd return home sometime during the first week and we could put this whole thing behind us, but he didn't. During week two, I tried to see if he was in the cabin, but he wasn't. On week three, I went to the club to see if he was there, but they told me they hadn't seen him in forever.
I did try checking a few more places, but it was clear to me that he didn't want to get found. At least, not now. He hadn't called, texted, or anything despite the fact that I left him well over fifty messages asking if he was okay.
That was how I got to now. I spent most of my time staring up at the ceiling, wondering where he could be. I got out of bed for one thing really: to feed CJ.
I don't think Fen intended to leave the cat, but he did nonetheless and CJ was not happy about it. If he wasn't sitting by the door, waiting for Fen to return, he was glaring at me with an expression that made it seem like he just knew the two of us had gotten into a fight and was cursing my existence.
The only time he approached me was when I poured his food into his bowl and even then he kept his distance.
I hadn't talked to anyone since Fen left and I surely didn't invite anyone over, which was why I was surprised to find Callie, Arlo, Eli, and even Reuben standing in a circle, staring down at me like they were about to perform a dissection.
"What the fuck are you all doing here?" I asked, pushing myself into a sitting position. "How did you get in?"
"You gave me a key," Callie responded. "And we're here to make sure you're still alive, dumbass since you can't seem to answer your phone."
"You've seen me. You can go now," I instructed, trying to burrow beneath the covers, but Callie wasn't having it.
"What's wrong with you?" She demanded. "Why do you look like you got hit by a truck?"
I groaned, pulling the covers over my head. "I'm fine, Callie. Just leave me alone."
"You don't look fine," Arlo chimed in, and something about his presence in this room, in Fen's room, bothered me more than anything.
