Revenge of the wolf

Chapter 22 - The Girl from yesterday.

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Revenge of the Wolf

Chapter 22 – The Girl from Yesterday.

Tori's POV

Being in bed, with the body of Jade pressed up against me, is both warm and comforting. It's a very familiar scene and that's why it's so comforting. I hear her slow breathing with an occasional snore; I feel the bed move when she shifts. It's something I've grown accustomed too.

Looking at the clock I can see it's just before 3:30 in the morning. I find myself lying awake, thinking all this over. I think this is the first time I've had a chance to think and process it all. In this familiar scene in the quiet of the night, I find myself able to think clearly.

When they first snapped me out of my wolf state, my mind was a spinning mass of memories and emotions, all rising to the surface at once. It was a toxic mix for sure and the result was me mindlessly blasting Jade for everything that had gone wrong. While Jade does bear a lot of the responsibility, I can no longer deny I played a part in this particular play. Jadelyn, in her rather pointed remarks, said that no one put a gun to my head.

And she was right, no one did.

Essentially, Jade and I failed to work together and as a result, fell into a rather diabolical trap.

We're supposed to work together...she is my mate and to a werewolf that is a sacred thing. I sense what she's feeling and in our most intimate moments our bodies and minds are one.

A werewolf may have a spouse, a girlfriend or a boyfriend and be very much in love and happy, but having a true mate is not something that always happens. It's a special relationship, the bond between a werewolf and its mate. The day I realized that Jade was starting to bond with me was one of the happiest of my life. I knew that I had already started to bond with her and loved her, but to know she was responding in the same way, was wonderful. My heart flutters to this day when I think about it.

I can literally feel her heart beating in my chest, her voice in my mind, I feel the depth of her love. It is in those moments, intense but fleeting, we share our most intimate thoughts and feelings, things that we can't easily put into words.

But even us, we're not always on the same wavelength. At times we fight, we disagree, we irritate each other, we don't communicate, any relationship, even ours takes work. Even I forget that sometimes.

I think we both forgot that and look at us now; both deeply wounded, at each other's hand.

But I didn't kill her, I thank God for that.

We both need therapy to work out these issues and learn to cope with the resulting scars, both physical and mental. I have anger and grief, Jade has anger and grief, powerful emotions that have to be let out carefully.

I think my uncle Frank mentioned a werewolf friend of his who is a psychologist. I'll have to look him up when this is done. But for now, we will just have to cope.

We need to help each other so we can come back and finish Claudia for good. We have to destroy her. She turned my mate against me and tried to corrupt my children, for that, she will die.

I find my thoughts suddenly interrupted by Jade stirring and moaning in her sleep.

She's making sounds indicating she's in turmoil and starting to move around. I think she's reliving the fight. My heart aches, just thinking about it.