Ravaged Wolf

Chapter 12

"I came as soon as Caleb called me." Micah murmurs.

I stay silent as I will my wolf to relax; Micah won't hurt us like Daisy did.

"Care to explain why you broke a dining table and almost shifted in front of humans?"

I recount everything, as my wolf bristles, from the very first time Daisy mocked me to today and how, on each occasion, Caleb and his friends let it happen. Micah lets out a string of curse words, his anger flashing bright in his eyes as he complains about Caleb's choice of friends.

"I'm not going back there." I sigh.

"No, you're not." He agrees, surprising me.

When we stop outside his home, he climbs out, tells me to remove my jacket and bag before walking the opposite way of the front door

"Where-"

"Follow me." He jerks his head and starts a slow jog.

I catch up with him, ignoring the cold feeling spreading through my body as we head into the woods.

"Let's run for a bit." Micah announces.

A bit was a major understatement but I fall in synchronised stride as we jog further away from the houses and deeper into nature. I wasn't sure what Micah had up his sleeve but I was beginning to tire, realising how much of an Omega I am.

"How much longer?" I huff breathlessly.

"The mountain." Micah nods to the immense mountain a fair few miles away

I glance at him startled but he continues on, his breaths coming out smoothly compared to my laboured ones.

Ignoring the throbbing pain of my muscles, I suck in deeper breaths and push forward, not wanting to seem weak to everyone including the Alpha.

An hour later, Micah slows to a stop and I follow suit, bending to place my hands on my knees as I take in ragged breaths. We'd reached the mountain like Micah had said and it looked much more beautiful up close. Glancing upwards at the snowy, jagged rock, it reminded me of something my mom always used to tell me.

"As you get older you'll have to be like snow to certain people; cold but beautiful, nice to look at but not one to mess with. Do you know what I mean?" her brows would furrow and her mouth would slightly shrink in question.

I never knew what she meant and still didn't now but I'd always nod convincingly whenever she'd tell me. I wish she was here to tell me again; just the sound of my mother's sweet voice made everything better.

"I run this route when I feel things are getting out of hand within me." Micah interrupts my thoughts.

No wonder why he was so controlled, he let it all out in this secluded place.

"It seems peaceful up here." I muse.

"When I found out that I'd never see my mate again, nothing felt right. I felt like destroying everything in my path to match the state of my mate and my wolf was wild. Only I didn't let that feeling take over me and drive me crazy, I ran and ran until I found this place and continued to come up here for many years. I'm now able to let go of it but it still hurts sometimes." Micah confesses, his eyes almost losing its vibrancy at the mention of his mate.

It must be the worst thing in the world, losing a mate. I was almost glad that Omega's weren't gifted with the mate bond; our priorities for tending to the pack with the added anxiety of finding a mate would be too much.

"What I'm trying to say is, don't let anger, pain or grief take over. It almost destroyed me but I fought it. You can do the same, Omega; just give yourself time and something to do." His eyes catch mine and we stare at each other for a while.