The Fox and the Alpha

Chapter 31- Fighting

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Recap:

'Zack did it. He had saved me. He saved my god damm life without even personally knowing me (ish).' I though not even being able to process what had happened.

"Where's Cole?" I asked, a smirk forming itself on my lips.

My mate's face got paler and his expression turned into a sad frown, making me instantly drop my smirk, hirting to see my mate in pain.

I walked over to him and placed a hand on his arm, asking quietly and slowly, studing his beautiful features:

"What happened? Did something happen to him?" I said.

"Your brother didn't just carry you to the pack house. When I stayed in the glade to find more about what happened, I followed Cole's scent to the lake, where I found him floating on the lake face down, gashes and cutts all over him, he was barely recognisable. We tried to revive him but he was long gone before we even got there." He paused for a moment, and I could barely belive what was coming from his mouth.

"He's dead."

I sucked in a breath, caught completely off guard. He was dead? What? How? I couldn't even process this new information so I just stood there with my mouth opened, trying to find my words.

I couldn't exactly say I was devastated I mean, I loathed the guy and he had hurt Red over and over but still, he was the Beta of the pack, so I felt sorry for them, and although I didn't knew what it was like to lose a pack member, an importamt one at that, I did knew what it was like to lose someone you look up to, someone you trust to protect you.

I guess also my Luna instincts were kicking in and I just gelt an overwhelming impulse to comfort everyone and be there for them. Dammed this mate bond.

Anyway, before I could stop myself, which I think I wouldn't even if I had had the chance, I trew my arms around his neck and hugged him, showing him all the support I couldn't provide him with words.

He soon returned the hugg and buried his head on my neck, breathing my scent, sending pleasure chills down my spine. I did the same to him, inhalating his scent. He smelled like the woods after it rained, but it was sweet smell, so intoxicating I could barely breath.

"I'm sorry." I told him in nothing more than a whisper, unheardable if he hadn't enhanced senses.

Although I had very conflictive feelings about his death, I mean I was happy for it because he was a real dick and he had hurt and would hurt my friends, so basically he was just a royal pain in the ass, but on the other hand he seemed like a decent leader and was important to the pack and Ashton.

Still, him being dead is much more useful than being alive. But that's not something Ashton needs to know.

'Damm I'm cold.' I thought, not really feeling bad about it.