My Mate ~ My Tangled Tales 2

Chapter Twenty Four

*CopyRight By NSTinsley*

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Chapter Twenty Four

Once the moon disappeared I went to search for Tristan. I worried for him but not for his safety for his sanity. He was or is . . . very protective over me but the sounds of the animals he killed and the growls and snarls he made were frightening, even for me and that’s hard to do. Every werewolf I know was the same; kill, kill, and kill during their first change not that Tristan didn’t kill because believe me he did but I guess it was just the sounds I heard. The raw passion for the kill was in his growls and the torture was his victims’ cries. The determination in his eyes to protect me from Bret was something I have only seen on two men before; Ryder and Max. But with Tristan . . . there was something else, something hidden deep in his eyes, it wasn’t protectiveness or jealousy or territorial, it was a whole different emotion that I haven’t figured out yet.

Making my way towards Tristan was very simple his scent was strong to me, almost over powering all others. Once I passed a few trees I gasped at the scene in front of me. The ground was covered in animal parts and blood even Tristan was covered head to toe in blood.

Dipping my head down, I licked the side of his face barley moving his head to the side. It didn’t wake him so I nudged his head with my snout making him move a bit more. He scurried up and frantically looked around when his eyes landed on me he calmed down, “It’s real isn’t it?” he quietly whispered.

I only nodded not knowing the words to say. I looked him up and down to make sure he wasn’t injured, which he wasn’t this I knew but I had to check and make sure. Tristan saw my eyes move up and down and he did his smirk, “Like what you see?”

I huffed and rolled my eyes taking a hold of his hand to follow me. Then it clicked.

“Can you hear me?” I called out to his mind. I giggled seeing his eyes widen; “Now you have me stuck in your head . . . forever.” I did a wolfy grin, “Close your eyes tough guy and think about becoming your wolf, feel it and all that good stuff then wal-la you’ll be your wolfy self.”

“You’re the best teacher.” He said out loud sarcastically then did as I said turning wolf.

“Good job.” I said walking up to him hitting my nose on his.

“What do I get for extra credit.” He said through our link and I could tell by the sound of his voice he had the smirk.

“I don’t do extra credit.”

“That’s a shame.”

I snorted and started to walk towards a creek not far from here. I didn’t have to turn my head to make sure he was following me not only could I hear his loud paw hitting the ground but I could sense him near me.

“So was that your maker?” he asked after a few moments of silence.

“Yup.” I said annoyingly popping the p.

“He doesn’t seem so big and bad.”

“Just wait he’s the biggest jerk ever plus you kind of surprised us being protective of me and not trying to rip us to shreds.” I said turning my head to look at him. He was at least double my size, much bigger then Bret even Ryder, I looked like a puppy compared to him. His fur was dirty and desperately needed to be cleaned.

“I told you I wouldn’t.”

“You didn’t know that.” He didn’t answer most likely because he knew I was right. “Why didn’t you attack me?”