Wolf Queen (The Fate of Berrilium)

Chapter 19 - Injured Heart

Chapter 19 - Injured Heart

Jake and I watch, still in wolf form tucked behind the trees, as my little girl sulks into the castle. Her teacher trails behind her, having already learned that Abby had the tendency to run. I watch Abby with sad eyes, until I can't see her anymore.

'She's beautiful.' My head turns and I gaze upon the black coated wolf. My wolf leaps forward, mentally shadowing all thoughts except the ones of Jake.

'Thank you. She's my life.' I answer truthfully, while trying my best to tuck my wolf away, something that is almost impossible in this form.

I sweep my eyes away from him forcefully. Our first run was everything I could have ever hoped for. I can feel our bond almost chocking me, and I wonder if he can feel the same. We had spent hours through the trees, playing with Abby, leaving our marks on my land. My very insides are still vibrating. Jake and I didn't do much communicating during our run, something that was almost traditional between mates. A run is just that, a run. A time to give into our nature.

I feel my heart sink, as our bond squeezes itself around me. I can't let myself sink into him again. He didn't want me, he doesn't deserve me. As I blink, the sight of that burnt boy appears, and guilt chokes me. Damn it, maybe it's the other way around. I am the one who's not deserving of him.

Is that the reason he never wanted me? Did he sense this darkness in me, did the pack? My soul begins to ache, and my wolf calls out in denial. I try to push my feelings away, and my heart begins to thud slowly inside my chest.

I release a whine

'Destiny!' Jake nudges me gently with his nose. The contact causes every cell in my body to burn. My heart speeds up to a normal pace and slowly, Jake's emotions leak out for me to taste. His worry, his guilt, his....

I shake my head, the soft breeze flittering through my fur. My mind is a jumble mess again. My thoughts are scattered, yet with Jake proximity, everything seems to fade, everything but him.

'Are you okay?' he asks gently, his voice a soft growl. I look at him, wanting to rub my body up against his.

'Fine.' I state simply.

I look away from the dark wolf, and make a move to head towards the castle. Jake blocks my way.

'We need to talk.' Talk?

I look him in the eye and growl deeply. A warning.

'Move.' I command.

Jake lowers his himself, not in submission. He releases his own growl. My wolf and I flinch at the sound. I curse at myself mentally, and sit against the grass.

Jake stands again, his head tilted to the side in confusion. He expected more resistance from me, I'm assuming. Jake sits in front of me silently and I wait.

'Abbigail is not your blood child.' My reaction is instant. I leap forward, snapping my jaws.

'She is mine.' I growl ferociously. Jake lays on his back with his paws in the air quietly, unafraid. I let my power, my authority radiate through my body as I continue to growl.

Jake is unaffected, other than the slight twitch of his right eye. Jake moves quickly, nipping my fur and giving me a firm lick against my mouth. I leap away instantly, my wolf once again ready to pounce on her mate.

'I know she's yours, I smell the bond between you two. She is lucky to have such a strong mother.'

I try not to let it in, his words. I try to steel my heart, but the guilt lying beneath erupts.