The Mate That Couldn't Love

Chapter 14

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"Rachel!" Jay screams for me. "Jay! Where are you!" I scream as tears brim my eyes.

"JAY!" I shout. I run through the woods in search for my big brother. "Rachel!" He calls. His voice is getting farther away.

I shift into my wolf and start running as fast as a lightning bolt. I dash through trees and boulders as I sniff out Jay.

"RACHEL!" He cries. Please don't hurt him. I pray. It's very rare for me to pray but I'll do anything for Jay.

I stop at a rapid river as I almost fall in. I listen for anything that'll lead me towards him.

"Rachel!" I can barley hear it. But of course it's across the river. The river is moving too fast for me to swim across and too wide for me to jump...but I'll take my chances.

I take a few steps backwards and jump.

I sit upright in Dean's bed. My breathing is heavy and my heart is beating fast.

I lay back down and Dean is peacefully sleeping. I sigh and put my hands on my face. I take them off and breath steady.

I get out of the bed as the sun rises. I take a quick shower and change into a pair of jeans and a tee shirt.

I put my hair in a pony tail and walk out of the room. I go into the kitchen and cook pancakes and eggs.

As I finish the breakfast, Dean comes downstairs. He sniffs the air and grimaces. "What is that terrible smell?" He asks scrunching up his nose.

"I made pancakes." I smile. He smiles back and sits at the table. I give him 3 pancakes on a plate with some eggs.

I look at him and wait for him to eat his pancakes. I raise an eyebrow waiting for him to take a bite.

He smiles at me as he slowly cuts the pancakes. I cross my arms and flip my hair to the side as I wait for him to take the first bite.

He gives me a forced smile as he takes the first bite. His eyes grow wide and he gags but he tries to swallow.

Key word: tries

He's about to swallow the piece of pancake when he throws up. I start giggling, then I start laughing. He looks up at me with a mad look on his face.

He starts to stand up and I start to run away. I run for about 10 seconds before I feel buff arms around me. I start to squirm and scream/laugh in his arms.

What the hell is going on? Liz asks me. I don't really no, Liz. But when he puts me down I'll run upstairs into the room.

"Got you, princess. Never run away from me again." Dean whispers in my ear. He puts me down and turns me around so I'm facing him.

He looks from my eyes to my lips. The. He slowly leans in.

"STOP IT!" I shout at him. He looks shocked and scared and many more emotions that I don't see because I look away.

I turn around and walk upstairs and into an empty bedroom. I sit criss cross on the bed and sigh.

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Dean's P.O.V

She left.

She walked away.

She broke my heart.

Why doesn't she love me?

Or does she and just not want to show it?

I shake my head and sigh. I walk upstairs and into our room. She isn't there?

I try to sniff her out but I can't. I can't smell her delicious strawberry and roses scent.

But why?

Did Daniel put something in her so I can't smell her?

There's only one way to find out...I need to mate with her. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow, but one thing is for sure.

Someday, I'll mate with her and she'll love me again. Just like before.

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The next day I cook Rachel breakfast. Since hers wasn't that...nice.

As I put food on plates my beloved Rachel walks into the kitchen. "Good morning, beautiful." I say to her. She looks at me with a small amount of love. The rest holds no emotion.

"Mate doesn't want you. It's not her. It's her wolf." My inner wolf Shane tells me. What do you mean? I ask him.

Rachel's inner wolf doesn't want me or you. She's holding Rachel back, but half of Rachel doesn't want you either. So, 2/3 of her doesn't want you, sorry Dean.

Why would her wolf hold her back?

"I-I made you some breakfast." I said setting the bowl of cereal on the table. The pancakes I made smelled like Rachel's.

Gross.

She smiles a little at my gesture and sits down and starts to eat it.

"Thank you." She mumbles as she puts her plate in the sink. She turns to face me and leans against the counter.

"I-I'm...I'm sorry. About yesterday. It's just that I'm not ready, yet. It's not you, it's me and I just wanted to say...I'm sorry." She says looking at the floor. Her apology sounded like a 12 year old apologizing to someone they hate or to someone they didn't need to apologize to.

She nods her head and whispers an 'ok' and walks away.

I hear a door slam and a shower starting. She's probably taking a shower.

'No shit Sherlock.'

I roll my eyes at Shane and go upstairs to take a shower myself.