My Mate Changed Me.

Chapter Thirteen: Pain

I stood there and watched everyone smile and gossip,

"I don't understand something," I admitted to Jem who was smiling contently,

"What's that?" He asked taking interest in my words,

"I thought they had a bond to Christian, I mean he was their Alpha, shouldn't it be more difficult for them to just up and leave?" I asked fully facing him and he smiled,

"Call it a hunch but I'd say leaving an asshole of an Alpha for a sweet and caring Original Alpha is no difficult task, and Christian put up no fight to keep this set group not even Roger, who was a little offended," he ended with a chuckle and it made me smile then frown,

"I don't even know how to be an Alpha Jem, what if I'm no good at it?" He smiled in a caring way and cupped my face in his hands,

"As corny as it is to say this dearest, you were born for this," I rolled my eyes because yes, it was very corny, but it did make me feel better,

"Is it safe to say I'm scared?" I asked looking over the group now known as my pack,

"I don't know why it wouldn't be safe," he mocked and I bumped my hip with his,

"You know what I mean," I smiled and he returned it full force while wrapping his arm around my waist,

"Yes, it is 'safe' to be scared, although you have no reason to be. Look at these people Celine, all of them believe in you, now it's time for you to start believing in yourself," He said against my temple as his finger tips brushed my bangs out of the way and traced my scar, "Are you ever going to tell me how you got this?" He asked looking the pinkish scar over and I moved my bangs back over it,

"Later," I said vaguely, but he understood and dropped the matter. That's when my back started hurting, and I don't mean like 'oh this needs a quick pop' I mean it felt like it was moving on it own accord.

I grunted and inhaled sharply and Jem looked at me, concern fogging his blue eyes,

"What's wrong?" He asked, getting the attention of everyone in the room. I cried out as my spine snapped,

"She's shifting, Jem we need to get her outside," Roger said as his hands began to wrap around me, but Jem's growl cut him off and Roger's hands were replaced by Jem's,

"It's too early," Jem said through gritted teeth as I cried in his arms.

The pain wasn't only in my back anymore but in my hands too. And I watched in horror as my middle finger snapped in three different places. I willed them to stop, it hurt so fucking much! And to my surprise it fixed itself,

"No Celine, don't fight it, it'll only make it worse," Jake said holding Cynthia back, who looked like she was about to jump me,

"There must be something I can do to help," Jem pleaded and Roger sighed,

"You know better than anyone that there is no helping her," I felt Jem's lips next to my ear,

"Don't fight it dearest, embrace it, I promise it'll make it easier," he whispered then set me down in the grass.

I watched my hands as each of my fingers took turns snapping in different places I didn't even know could snap. I cried out again and I could practically feel how uneasy every one's wolves were of seeing me like this. But I cried out again when my wrists shot upward creating an awful crack and Jem growled.

"This is taking too damn long! Why is it going so slowly?" He shouted and Roger knelt beside me,

"Celine you can't fight this, please just give in to the pain Celine, please," he begged and I tried. I tried accepting it, embracing it and it felt better until my knees folded under me...only they folded the wrong way and I fell fully on the floor with a scream, and a howl/growl ripped through the air,