Whispers of Hope- Book # 3 (Mated Hearts Series) Complete

Chapter 27 (Marissa)

“Whispers of Hope”

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Chapter 27 (Marissa)

The trees zipped by in a visual blur as I stared out the window of Amy’s car.  Zach was lying down with his body out stretched along the back seat and his head nestled comfortably in my lap while Amy drove and Stevie sat idly in the passenger seat. 

My fingers absent mindedly played with the soft blond strands of hair lining the nape of my mate’s neck and some where off in the background I was vaguely aware of a Bruno Mars song that was playing lowly.  And I, well, I’m just silently sitting here debating my whole life’s worth. 

It was like a boiling cauldron of emotions that was simmering within me, threatening to spill over at any moment.  The ingredients being irritation, anger, worry and fear; it was all of this and so much more welling up from the deepest depths of my gut screaming to be set free. 

But there was also love, an overwhelming love that I was bursting at the seams with.  An honest to goodness love for the stubborn, pig headed guy sleeping blissfully away in my lap.

Looking down I smiled when I noticed how perfectly his dark lashes curled over his now closed eyes and then soon found myself mesmerized by the simple rise and fall of his chest. 

I laid my hand upon his chest so that I could feel it, assure myself that I wasn’t dreaming.  It was such a small act that everyone does subconsciously but after watching my mate fight so fiercely, and knowing what could have happened, that one small act meant everything to me right now.

It meant that Zach was still alive.  For another day, I could hold him, kiss him and love him all over.  It would be another night of being wrapped up in his strong muscular arms and feeling every square inch of his body pressed up against mine in the most intimate of positions.

And to think that it was almost taken away from me in the span of a second just about broke me .  If my so called father had gripped him just a few inches higher he would have ripped out his throat and Zach would have been lost to me forever.

Now, I find out that we have to fly up to New York only to do this all over again.  That I would have to sit helplessly by and watch on while  feeling all of these same emotions was terrifying to say the least.  All so that  Zach and me could remain as mates, life partners, two halves of whole just as the fates had decreed.  

In just  a few days time Zach was going to have to fight for me in no ordinary fight.  This would be a battle to the death.  A vicious battle that would most certainly be violent in nature.  Only the strong will survive, the weak will perish and I’m not sure that I can handle that type of weight on my shoulders.  All because of me, someone would lose a life.

Damn, what am I going to do?

The car came to a stop in from of the house and Stevie turned around so that he was facing me.  His deep brown eyes searched my face before he spoke.

“Do you want me to help you with him?” He asked looking pointedly down at the still sleeping form of Zach.  I glanced down as well and wanted to memorize how Zach looked right now, at this single moment, so peaceful in his dreamless sleep.  Like the young man that he should be instead of the man that he was being forced to become way before his time.  Alpha, he was now a freaking Alpha of a large pack and it is all because of me.  Zach was being forced to shoulder way to much responsibility for the average eighteen year old and again, it was all beacuase of me.