Love Never Dies (A Werewolf Short Story)

Hey so this is my first story on here, let me know what you think of it. There are cuss words and it gets a little hot but not too bad.

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"Gracie, get your ass up and out of that bed right now!" My best friend Ruth told me, all the while pulling the covers off of me. I groaned at the loss of warmth, though the bed wasn't that warm due to my mate, Tyler, leaving earlier this morning with a quick kiss to my forehead. 

"Ruth somebody had better be dying for me to get up at-" I looked over at the alarm clock and groaned again, "five thirty in the morning?" I buried my head back in the pillows. Suddenly I was falling as my butt hit the cold, I yelped loudly. 

"What the hell! Fine, you win, I'm up." Ruth just stood there with her signature smirk as I glared at her. Standing I snatched a blanket up off the bed as I followed her downstairs to the living room. It took a while seeing as the whole place was its own mansion. I shook my head to clear my thoughts. I was still not over the fact that I, Grace Adams human and proud, was mated to Tyler Evans, werewolf and total badass. This past year had been the best of my life. 

It all started when he decided to enroll in the local community collage, which I was still attending. We saw each other at a kick-off party for the school year and BAM! My life was never going to be the same. With how good things were going, I was waiting for the other shoe to drop.

I wouldn't have to wait long. 

Back to the present, Ruth and I made our way to the living room and I nearly froze with surprise. It seemed that the whole pack was gathered in the seemingly small room. I instantly went to Tyler's side and nearly sighed at the rush of warmth that flooded my body at just being close to him. I smiled softly at him, taking in his tired appearance and the anger in his eyes. He took my hand and pulled me into his arms, I felt as the stress left his body. 

"Now that everyone is in attendance we may start." Startled I turned to face a strange man who glared my way. I was shocked that he could hate me instantly, unsure of what I did to make him so mad. Tyler was beginning to growl as the man rolled his eyes and continue. 

"I am Vaughen. Alpha to the West Winds Pack and mutual enemy to the Rouges, therefor by definition we are friends that share common goals. We want the same thing Tyler, the only question is, are you willing to give all it takes to win this war?" My blood ran cold as I look with horror at Tyler who was just gazing down at me. 

"You already know your pack is willing to fight, are you ready to lead them? You will, however, have to leave your human mate behind. We don't want you to be distracted on the battlefield." I shook my head furiously, there was no way in hell that I was going to let him go put himself in harms way. Especially not while I wasn't there. 

"You would be keeping her safe though." It was my turn to glare at Vaughen, he knew what playing the 'safe mate' card would make him more agreeable. By the look on Tyler's face he had him.

"Tyler-" I was cut off.

"Everyone, out. Please. I need to discuss this with my mate." Everyone filed out, including Vaughn, leaving just me and Tyler alone. Ruth sent me an encouraging smile but I ignore it, my thoughts only on Tyler. I jumped a bit at the sound of the door closing but that quickly became a memory as I stared at my mate. 

"Grace" He spoke so softy I could barely make out the words.  

"NO! You are NOT going to go out there! Your going to get yourself killed!" Tyler collected me in his arms, and wiped away the tears that spilled down my face.  

"Grace, you know I would never be away from you if it weren't absolutely necessary. I'm doing this to protect you. If we don't go and stop them, they'll come and attack here. There is no way I'm allowing that to happen."