Chapter 2

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I frown looking down at my mother, her skin was pale and her eyes were dark with bags beneath them, exposing how tired she is.

I grab a damp towel that I was rinsing out and put it on her forehead, whipping away the sweat that collected there.

"Soph, you don't need to do this." She speaks before coughing a bit, my eyes fall down to my wedding band. It's been one week, so far me and Noah are humble but I told him we have to take it slow and he agrees.

Xerxes wolf went crazy seeing the whole affair take place and couldn't control him, to keep the pack safe we brought him to my uncle; Alaric. As a favour for our mum he would help his nephew, Alaric lives up in the snowy mountains. He's been alone for a few years, sadly my uncle hasn't found his mate and it's absolutely heartbreaking.

"Yes mamma I do, returning a favour." She smiled before pulling her hand up to her mouth to cover her coughing, she has grown ill and it's making my father on edge. I made him go for a run while I stayed with her, our pack doctors don't know the cause. There is no good news when a wolf gets sick, our immune systems are almost impenetrable. When one does get sick... it's very bad.

The door opens and I stand looking to see Noah with his blonde hair sticking up in all sorts of places, with his pj pants hanging low on his hips. Causing me to blush and look away, he had a fine body that I've come to know during the last week. As a "date" idea we went swimming in the lake not to far away, letting him also get to know his new lands.

"Sophia, how is she?" He asks walking closer to me, keeping his eyes on my sick mother. I sigh and look down at her giving a shred of hope that she once gave me.

"She's got a fever but she'll be fine, she's a strong wolf." My mother shakes her head and closes her eyes, too tired to stay awake. She needs the rest, so me and Noah left walking back to our room.

"I know what you are going through, she has what my father has-had." I shake my head not allowing any sad thoughts penetrate my mind, my mother is a women I will always need in my life. She will survive.

"She's a strong wolf. A female Alpha." My voice is a small whisper, everyone is asleep at this hour but I just didn't have it in me to speak louder. I myself was tired, being a Luna is a lot of work but I will make my mother proud.

"My father was an Alpha too Sophia, I'm just saying prepare for the worst." I look up to him and he sees the sadness slowly taking over my features, he stops and turns towards me. Pulling my small figure into his chest, rubbing my back in a comforting motion. We were getting better at being more of a couple then strangers.

"She's going to make it." I say to myself, restoring my little hope, deep down I new it was a long shot but I really needed her make it. He hummed to me as I stayed in his arms, it was a soothing tune that had me grow tired by the minute.

"She will." He says finally giving into my sliver of hope. I look up to him and smile, he'd be a good Alpha. His eyes shined down at me and he quickly pecked my soft lips, in a shocked filled moment I was stunned as he looked like he regretted it. "I'm sorry, this was not the time or place." He let's me go and I was still stuck in my daze, seeing I wouldn't respond he kissed my forehead and turned to leave. I was soon out of my trance when he left. Letting me release the big breath of air I had taken in.

"Soph?" I jump as I turn to see my dad at the end of the hallway, he looked sad and tired. A combination I mirrored myself. Running over to him I shove my head into his chest, my previous thoughts vanishing as I sink myself into my dads chest. Feeling calm and safe, something only the boys in my family could give me.

"Dad what's going to happen?" I ask as the tears fall into his shirt, I wouldn't be strong around him. He needed to know I need him now the most.

"Honestly sweetie? I dont know... she's very sick, I don't believe she can get the help she needs. We can only hope the moon goddess blesses us with a miracle..." his voice is far and I know he's struggling, loosing a mate can lead to depression and maybe death, some survive if they have a pack or pups.

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