Alpha's Human Mate

Bye Bye

I snuggle farther into Cole's chest relishing in the comfort he brings me. He sighs in content and continues to strokes my hair. We are currently waiting for Ben to come out and allow us to see Jorden as well as tell us that Nona has woken up. She had returned home from Italy while Jorden and I were in captivity. The moment she felt her mate die, she passed out and was rushed to the hospital. Cole tried to get me to get checked out as well but I refused, claiming Jorden took the beatings and he was our focus right now. Surprisingly, Cole didn't argue.

He told me about how he learned just how crazy he would become without either Jorden or I by his side. To emphasize his point he hasn't let go of me since I've been home. He told me about the search to find us, and how he didn't eat or sleep properly because he was so worried for our well-being. Cole assured me that he killed his Father once it became known that Dalton Richards was the one who turned us over. If I'm being honest, even now in Cole's arms with Jorden in recovery, I still feel numb. I don't know why, a mixture of things I suppose; the front runner of course being the loss of my baby. I haven't told Cole yet, I keep telling myself it's because I am waiting for the right time but truth is I am scared to tell him. How do I tell the love of my life who wants nothing more than to be a father that you lost a baby? Shaking away my thoughts I ask Cole the question that has been running circles in my head for hours.

"How did you find us?" I ask. Cole looks down to gaze into my eyes. "When the hunters came to attack we killed many of their warriors. They retreated and Grandad ran after them. He knew they would lead us to you. He linked us to follow, but he was further ahead than us. By the time we got there--" Cole takes a second to take a deep breath and I can see his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "He was dead, you two were already out of the building, and the hunters were gone." Cole straightens out his figure in the uncomfortable hospital chairs before he pulls me closer into his side.

"What happened down there Dani?" I take a deep breath, collecting my thoughts. Before I can answer him, The Doctor comes out of Jorden's room. "You two may go in there."

The minute I run into the room I start to question Ben. "When will he be able to talk? Is the wolfsbane out of his system? Will his hand be forever crippled? Is his finger really gone?" I look behind me to see Cole whispering something into Jorden's ear. By the looks of it they are reminiscing about a moment in their past. That's good; they both need this time together. I can't help but feel like since I came here I put a wedge in-between the inseparable pair.

"Slow down Luna." Ben chides. "I will answer all of your questions. "Beta Jorden will be able to talk again when his throat heals. I'm going to say, with his werewolf healing and the antidote I put him on, maybe about three days." I frown, "And his hand?" "Forever crippled with no finger." Ben confirms; a grim look on his face before walking out the door.

Jorden looks up and makes eye contact with me causing all of the emotions I have been suppressing to come foreward. "Thank you." I whisper pulling him in for a bone crushing hug. "I will never be able to thank you enough." Pain glistens in his eyes and he quickly looks down at my stomach before up again to meet my gaze. "No." I shake my head, "Jorden you saved my life; do not blame yourself." He hangs his head in remorse before turning slightly towards Cole. Cole smiles at his friend comfortingly before sitting down in the seat next to the bed.

"You remember what your mom used to tell us? About being best friends, brothers? She said that one day I would grow up to be Alpha and have a lot of responsibility on my shoulders. She always said as Beta it was your job to be there by my side. Since the moment they found out I was a left handed they've been coaching you to guide my weak side; my right side" Cole gestures to Jorden's crippled hand, "You've always guarded my right side, my weak side, now it's time for me to guard your weak side." Jorden cracks a smile and allows a few tears to slip through at the memories before he opens his mouth to talk. As expected, his attempt at speaking is unsuccessful.

Cole frowns before speaking, "I'm sure once the wolfsbane wears off you can use the mindlink Fly. Ben said your vocal chords will heal in three days' time due to the antidote he gave you. Don't worry Jorden, everything is going to be all right. I promise you Fly, nothing will hurt you again and when I find Nathan, I will kill him. He won't get away with hurting my family" Cole clenches his fist in anger while Jorden looks at me before nodding; the message is clear, Cole needs to know.

"Cole..." I drawl out preparing myself for the words that I am about to say. "I need to share something." Just as he makes the motion to pull me closer to his body the door flies open revealing none other than Ben. "The past Luna is awake; Alpha, she isn't doing well." Cole sucks in a breath before sprinting out of the room.

I turn back to Jorden, worry present on both of our faces. "Can I leave you here?" He nods his approval allowing me to shoot out the door after my mate.

When I reach Nona's room I feel like falling to the ground and crying. Cole is on his knees holding the old woman close to his body as she cries and mumbles incoherently. "Hank!" She wails. "Bambini!" She counters.

"Nona." Cole says hoarsely. "Grandad has moved on. It's your time to join him." She shakes her head and clings to her grandson tighter. "I'm all you have left; I can't leave my bambini behind." "Nona." Cole struggles to get the words out. "It's ok to go Nona. You can go and be happy with your mate. We will be safe here, we have each other. It is time for you to be eternally happy with Grandad in our holy realm." Nona settles down her hysterics and lies down on her hospital bed. Cole moves his hand to the pre made over dose shot. "You'll be happy soon Nona." He whispers pressing the button; tears streaming down his face. "I love you Dalton, you are my good boy." She responds while closing her eyes. Cole kisses her forehead but eventually pulls the sheet up over her body. "I love you Nona." He manages to choke out before breaking down in sobs.

I also crack, the grief and sorrow of this past week all hitting me at once. No longer being able to hold in my sobs I run over to Cole's warm embrace. "You did the right thing." I whisper soothingly. Cole holds me tightly as he cries into my neck; mourning the loss of the woman who raised him.

"She still loved him." He mumbles after a while of silence. "After everything my father did to tear us apart she still loved him." "Nona was a good woman." I comment. Cole stands up pulling me with him. "Come on, we need to get back to Jorden."

On the walk back to Jorden's room Cole calls Alec. "Prepare the pyres for my grandparents." He slips into what Jorden and I call cold Alpha mode. "We will have a full pack ceremony once Beta Jorden is released. Also, make sure their portraits go up in History Hall." He speaks after a pause. "Alec, contact my Nona's family. They have the right to know."

I look at Cole with a raised eyebrow once he ends the call. "What is History Hall? And since when did you use a cell phone?" Cole only shrugs in response. "Once a past Alpha or Luna dies their portrait is hung on the wall in History Hall. This way we can trace all of our past leaders." "Are your parents in the hall?" Cole nods. "It's a nice picture of them. It was taken right after I was born." His voice trails off in silence.

"I missed you Dani." He pulls me into his tight embrace. I close my eyes and savor his touch. "I've lost enough people; but I will never leave you. I know I haven't been the best mate since the war started, but I will work to be better." Cole leans down and kisses me passionately as if sealing his promise.

He is right, in a matter of a week Cole has lost both his grandparents, his last living parent, and both his best friend and mate to either death or captivity. He wouldn't be able to handle knowing that he lost what he desires most. Not only will he feel sorrow for the baby's death but I know Cole, and he will feel immense guilt for the miscarriage. I can't tell him, it will only tear him apart more. He is already struggling so much; I can see through his tough facade that he is sporting, he is in so much pain. If I can spare him from more pain, than I will. Our child will never be forgotten, I'll make sure of it, for the both of us.    

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