Solstice Howl

17

"What... is... that." The Alpha eerily dragged out.

This was just what I needed. It seemed that I'm a thousand miles away from my plan, and I still had to get Carter.

"Luka, she's hungry, go get her food, and then maybe she'll be ready to talk." Nala kindly interjected, her voice a soothing sound amidst my ringing ears.

"Protect mate-" he was mumbling to himself, his eyes swiftly changing colors.

"Must pro..." he trailed off and pulled me up from my chair, the shock of the skin-to-skin contact apparent on my face.

I wanted to be used to them- the toxic thrills, but I can't imagine a world where I ever would be.

"Want food?" It were as if he couldn't slur his words together to form a cohesive sentence.

I breathlessly shook my head yes, disgusting shivers rolling up my neck at his contact.

After about 50 more seconds of him peering at me relentlessly, I had enough.

With meticulous care, I pulled away from him, uncomfortably maintaining eye contact with his obsidian eyes- so he wouldn't freak out.

A low rumble shook his chest, and I grimaced slightly at his lack of humanity.

Almost as if it were on cue, my stomach let out a ferocious growl, causing the Alpha's rumbling to stop, and for him to spring into action.

He softly pushed me back to my seat and ran his hand through my hair placatingly, causing me to yelp angrily.

"Be right back." He promised, then hastily left with a longing glance behind his shoulder.

Disgusting.

"Stay as long as you want." I muttered under my breath.

Nala waited a few seconds before observing the bruise on my neck, "good luck getting out of that one."

This was no time for unnecessary chatter.

"We need to leave... tonight."

She blinked her whiskey eyes fascinatingly, "I'm afraid that's just not possible."

"I'm about to rescue my psychotic best friend from a werewolf battle soon, you need to make it possible."

"Mya, we need supplies, a map, a guide. The best I can give you is tomorrow morning."

"And the werewolf fights? Do you know when he's scheduled?"

"They start in a half hour, last I heard your friend is going last- request of the Alpha, they last around two hours."

I drew a hand through my choppy hair, "Okay, tomorrow morning. I'll meet you in the garden with Carter."

She shook her head, "the garden is guarded heavily, we must meet-" she quieted down, then hurriedly whispered, "sometime when most of the pack is gone-" Then handed me a small vial.

"Wha-"

The Alpha burst back into the room, completely out of breath, and a tray with stacks upon stacks of food clutched in his hand.

I stuck the vial in my pocket.

"Eat."

The fact of the matter was- well hunger was the last thing I'm feeling.

My nerves are too frazzled and I have too many things on my mind.

But, at this point, I doubt that any of those excuses would appeal to him.