Forever (Book 1) (Editing)

Chapter Thirty Nine

I could hear her soft laughter floating on the light breeze sifting through the air before I even reached the door of my house. I could feel slight frustration begin to bubble up at the knowledge that she was out of bed. It wasn’t exactly that I wanted her to stay tucked away safely in my room as much as that I knew there was no way she should feel well enough to leave it. I knew she’d been in a lot of pain when I’d left to calm myself down some, and yet just hearing her laughter through the air told me she was feeling very little if any of it now. A low rumbling growl began to build within me as my mind began to work out how that was even possible. Greg was the only thing to come to mind and I knew he’d crossed over the line once again by bringing her that damn water again.

It’s not that I didn’t want her to drink it. I just knew how badly it could impact human life if taken too often, and even though she was part mage, she was also part human. Unlike her father she had not inherited his wolf. Sure she carried some of the characteristics of our wolves, but she couldn’t shift and her DNA was different too. If she was wolf I would be able to smell it off of her. The only wolf scent I could smell from her was my own. When I’d marked her my venom had added my scent into her blood, aside from that she didn’t smell wolf at all. Royalty or not, if she was wolf I would be able to tell by now. She was well past the age of first shift.

I clamped my teeth shut as my anger simmered up once again. I was feeling a little calmer after my run but I could feel it all rolling back to me now like it’d never even left. I slowed my walk as I came toward the house. The last thing I wanted was to go in there and pick a fight with her in front of my parents and possibly other pack members. It wasn’t fair to her to cause embarrassment like that. Nor did I want to cause a scene with Greg either. Sure he’d been the one to give her the healing drink, but she’d made the conscience choice to drink it. I knew she was well aware of how I felt about her drinking it. She knew the consequences for human consumption of it. And yet she still made to conscience choice to drink it regardless of how I felt. I knew anger with me had spurred her on. I knew the main reason she’d accepted and drank it was to throw a big ‘fuck you’ my way and that’s what was pushing my anger to rise again.

She didn’t have to say the words. Nor did I expect her to admit it out loud either, but as her mate I knew why she’d did it. I knew she’d used that fight just an hour ago and her reasoning. I also knew the moment she took one look at me she’d know just how pissed I really was. I knew she was going to enjoy knowing how she ticked me off as well. For some reason she always seemed to enjoy fighting with me. I knew she trusted me enough to know I would get over it and, if I was honest with myself, I enjoyed fighting with her as well. She gave me a safe place to vent my frustrations and anger. I could never hurt her the way that I could hurt others. If I couldn’t manage to calm myself down again and I went into the house I knew Greg would be the recipient of what I was feeling and it wouldn’t be with just words the way it would be with Lady. He would feel the physical force behind it.

I knew she was fine, I knew the healing water hadn’t harmed her in any way, but that didn’t lessen the anger I was feeling over it. It didn’t take the sting away. It was all still there as I stopped outside the door and restrained myself from entering my own home. I needed an outlet once again and I knew running off this time wouldn’t make a difference. I’d only be reminded once again when I returned to see her happily walking around. I was glad that she was feeling better, part of my anger was from the fact that it was Greg who had made her so and not me.

“Oh my god, Greg. What the hell were you thinking? The lid is supposed to go on the blender before you start using it.” I heard Lady’s voice drift out through the door.

“You better are cleaning that mess up pup?” I heard my mother scold him.

“It sure was something to see though. Just his face was priceless.” I heard Liam’s voice followed by another bout of laughter.