THEY FOUND ME

chapter 14 (edited)

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RAINE'S POV

(Statement of the Chapter: You're awesome!)

Grace eventually fell asleep crying on my shoulder. She cried for 15 minutes straight. And Cade still hasn't come back inside.

So I decided to go and check on him.

I picked up Grace's body, and went upstairs as smoothly as I could to put her in her room.

Surprisingly, it wasn't hard finding her room. It was beautiful. But I had no time to worry about that.

Cade was my focus.

Walking back downstairs, I grabbed a blanket, and I quickly brewed some hot chocolate for him. It was raining and he was still outside. Now, it isn't easy for werewolves to get sick but if you are out there for a long time, you can bet your bottom dollar you might get sick.

Walking to the patio door, I opened it silently and stepped outside. In about three seconds, I was soaking wet. From the rain.

Well this cover won't help now. Midnight sarcastically told me in my head.

It's the thought that counts you dumbass. Now go away. I replied, blocking her through the link.

"Cade? Babe, are you alright?" I asked him cautiously.

I heard a silent sob through the pitter patter of the rain. I dropped the now full on dripping cover on the ground and ran , as fast as I could without spilling the hot chocolate , to my mate.

Not saying a word, I sat on his lap and hugged him tightly.

"It's okay to cry babe. Everyone does." I soothed to him as I ran my fingers through his wet hair.

"But not in front of their mates!" He cried even harder.

Surprised at how he could think that, I said, "So I can cry in front of you but you can't cry in front of me? That's bizare." I told him.

He didn't answer.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I wondered. Getting no reply, I realized maybe he didn't. The only thing he asked was "Is that my hot chocolate?"

Typical.

"Oh yeah! Sorry, I forgot." As soon as I passed him the cup, my hand got cold. I hoped it didn't taste like water because of the rain.

"Cade. Do you mind if I tell you about my past?" I asked him. If I told him about my past, maybe he'd tell me about his father. Though I do believe now, that I just needed someone to confide in, and this was a great opportunity.

"Are you sure?" He asked looking at me.

I nodded, took a deep breath, and began my story. "Mom and dad were such a beautiful couple. They were my role models. They kissed my knee when I had a boo boo and would hug me when I was scared. They supported me in everything I did, including throwing sticks at bears, and biting dead wasp nests. Funny, it wasn't as dead as we thought," I laughed dryly as a massaged my spot on my cheek where I got stung.

As I went further into the story, I finally dwelled on how much I missed my parents. My pack. I didn't realize that I was crying until Cade wiped my tears away with his thumb.

Kissing my mate on the lips as a silent thanks, I cleared my throat and resumed my story of my dark past.

"When the pack was killed, it was sudden. At least for me. It was almost as if my parents were prepared for it. Like - as if they, somehow knew what was coming. They had made a story of how I was going on a trip, all alone, but that they would meet up soon. But they couldn't come at that time." I was full on crying now. At 18 years old, I understood more than my 8 year old self back then.

Cade just held me and rocked side to side. I had to get this out.

"They had said that they were having a birthday party for me and if they could come they would. So at nightfall, they told me to run to our secret hideout. It was a 30 foot treehouse hidden by the trees. We would get down by jumping out of the tree, and changing into our wolf forms before hitting the ground."

"That's also were I would have my playdates with mom and tea parties with dad. Instead of a tea part this time, they told me to hide there and they would come and find me. But they didn't want me to make a sound, or everything would be ruined."

CADE'S POV

It hurt thinking about my father. But it hurt even more watching my strong mate cry about the lost of her parents and her pack. I only lost my father. She lost everything.

I listened intently, rocking her back and forth.

"I heard howls in the distance, and that must've meant something to my parents because they told me to leave now. My mother was crying. My father also had tears in his eyes, which was something rare. The flowers around us were dying, and the clouds rolled in, furious and unforgiving." She paused sniffling.

"They told me they loved me. I didn't have time to tell them I loved them back because they told me to run. I didn't want to leave. I wanted to hug them and tell mommy and daddy it would be okay. But instead I ran. I don't know how long I ran for. But I realized I left my favorite dollie, Mollie, and that mom and dad would want me to keep her safe too. If only I knew!" She cried.

I couldn't bare it anymore. She was so vunerable. I've always seen her strong and kick ass, but when I saw her cry, it literally tore my heart in half.

I wanted to get her to stop talking, but I knew she needed to get this off her chest. Letting her cry for a moment, I whispered sweet nothings in her ear.

"It's okay. It's okay. Baby, it's over," I whispered. I kissed her cheeks, eyelids, nose, and finally her lips. The kiss was soft and loving. Not rough, but gentle. And that's all she needed to fall asleep.

She was mine. And what hurt her, hurt me. I would make sure that no one would hurt her. Or they would surely die and perish by the hands of me and our pack.

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