Unheard: Book 3 of The Bound Trilogy

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

~Alexander’s POV~ 

I had been driving aimlessly for…I don’t know how long.

Everything kept revolving around my head.  Nothing settling so I can figure out what the Hell I’m supposed to do.

The interior of my new 356 Porsche was becoming claustrophobic.  It was too warm, and I was having a hard time catching my breath.  Thinking it was from all the stress, I turned the air on high, rolled down the window, and kept driving.

Suddenly, a sharp pain erupted in my back. It was so strong, I jerked what was left of the wheel and slammed on the breaks—nearly landing me in a ditch.

Catching my breath, I felt along my back and couldn’t find the source of the pain.  Another pain shot through my head. I screamed at the intensity.

What’s happening?

If I didn’t know any better I would think I was going through my first change again.  But that wasn’t possible.  Was it?

‘You need to get back to our mate,’ my wolf told me.

I would have been shocked that he was talking to me, but I was in too much pain to care at the moment.  He hadn’t really made his presence known after I left Kayla all those years ago.  The fact he was coming forward now meant something was going on.  I needed to get back.  Now.

Ignoring the random spasms of pain ricocheting through my body, I pulled back onto the road and headed in the direction of the mate pull.

Screeching to a halt—blocking the driveway—I jumped out of the car.  I could care less that the keys were still in the ignition.  If someone wanted to steal it, they were welcome to the damn thing.  All I cared about was finding out if Kayla was okay.

Not bothering to see if the door was unlocked, I kicked it open.

Jumping through the wreckage, a quick scan of the room showed me nothing was out of place—other than the splinters of the door I broke.

Not trusting everything was all right, I followed the bond between Kayla and I.  It lead through the house and out into the cooling night air.

What I found confused me.  Cameron, Kayla, and Leah were standing in the small backyard.  That I could handle.  What I was failing to understand was why the boy in Kayla’s arms was naked.

Everyone stood staring at me while I stayed in my defensive stance on the porch.

“Uh, Alexander?  What do you think you are doing?”  Kayla’s voice broke through the awkward tension filling the air.

Slowly straightening—embarrassment flowed through me—I thought about what I was going to say.  I couldn’t very well tell them I was having phantom pains and rushed over here to check on my mate.  One, Kayla and I were no longer together.  So mentioning the mate bond would bring up a load of questions I didn’t want to address.  Second, they would probably think I was nuts, as everyone seemed fine.  There was no obvious reason for me to have felt what I did a short time ago.

I opened my mouth to come up with some excuse, but nothing would come out.  I tried again, and still nothing came out.  I probably looked like a fish with my mouth opening and closing.

Deciding on not saying anything at all, I kept my mouth shut, and rubbed the back of my neck with my hand.

“Mommy,” a small voice broke through my thoughts.  “I tired.  Can I go sleep now?”  The kid’s question brought my attention back to him, and again to why he was naked in the middle of winter.