My Place, My Fate (Book 1: Fate Series)

Chapter 9

'The suspicious mind believes more than it doubts. It believes in a formidable and ineradicable evil lurking in every person.' – Eric Hoffer.

"What?" Sebastian asked, faltering in his approach- his face masked in confusion.

"Sophia. Is she okay?" I repeated, my patience with him slowly thinning.

"No, she is fine. Why would you think something is wrong?"

He was now by my bedside. He looked even worse for wear up close.

"You both have this odd looks on your faces- as if something has you worried." I said glancing at Sebastian then Adam, then back at Sebastian.

They were silent. He rubbed his neck- a sure sign of his nervousness. Then again, why on earth would he be nervous?

I glanced at Adam. He was making it his personal mission to avoid my gaze.

Either I was still high off the morphine, or I was missing something really important. Then it hit me. My eyes widened at the realisation, telling myself over and over again that it was highly unlikely.

"It can't be because of me, right? I asked.

I honestly had no idea why I had asked the question. Hadn't I faced enough rejection to know the answer myself?

Yet I couldn't shake off that small part- however miniscule- that longed to hear otherwise. Despite the animosity I harboured for packs and all they came with, I still wanted someone other than Sophia to care.

Call it weak on my part, but I had just lost a vein, and I sure as hell deserved some form of TLC.

"Well... " He began, and then huffed before losing his nervous demeanour all at once.

"Well what the hell did you expect when you damn near died, which you did by the way- twice!"

He was seething. The worry he had previously carried was completely swiped off his face leaving behind this being- who very well looked set on throttling me.

He was pacing now- from one end of the room to the other- ranting on the stupidity of my actions. Adam was a no show- probably slinked out of the room when his alpha had decided to blow a gasket.

Chicken!

"And did you for one minute stop and think about Sophia?" He roared gaining my attention once again.

"Did you even stop and think of how any of this would have affected her?"

"It was because of her that I did what I did." I responded, in that weak raspy voice I hadn't seemed to shake off.

"You should have listened to Adam!"

I scoffed.

Now he was the one who wasn't thinking of Sophia.

"So I listened to Adam, and then what? We would make it halfway there before one of them caught up to us? Now who's not thinking about Sophia?"

His growl was menacing, a sure sign that he did not appreciate the disrespect. But I was way past been cordial now. In all his anger he was failing to see the bigger picture- the truth of the situation.

He needed someone to blame, and for some unknown reason he seemed set on making me the recipient of all his anger.

"I have given you too much freedom here, and you're not yet a member of the pack," he began.

I narrowed my eyes at him wondering where he was going with this.

"I'm giving you two choices. You either join the pack, or you're allowed anywhere near the woods."