Unexpected Prince

Chapter 7

I watched her walk away but it didn't feel right, I didn't feel right and it wasn't due to that damn portal. I watched her walk until she was out of sight. Her gait was slow and she was dragging her feet.

'Go after mate...' I hear in my head. But before I can Troy was dragging me in the opposite direction.

"Come on, its time I teach you how to shift." I hear him say but the feeling in my gut just got worse, I felt queasy allover again, I could feel her anxiety and her magic weakening. But it was faint all of these feelings felt like a ghosts touch, light and faint.

"She already taught me." I managed out as I was trying to hold on to that feeling of her.

"Yea ok, theres only so much a science experiment can teach a Prince." I stopped where I stood, my body shaking with rage, my beast clawing at my mind.

"What did you just call her?" I could feel the blood in my body rushing into the core. I know my knuckles where going white and the hair on my arms was raised.

"Ryan, I called her what she is." He said, but I could barely hear him over the sound of my own heart beat and bones cracking as I shifted. This time I barely felt a thing, except I felt her, there was an emotion I had never thought I would ever feel from her. She was scared and she was in pain. For that I was certain even with the lightest of connections I knew she was in trouble.

I took off running in the direction she went I could hear Troy shift and follow me. My paws hit the ground hard as I pushed myself to follow her. I filled my nose with her sent like I did with the deer in the forest. I tracked her until her beautiful sent was overpowered by something horrible and putrid. The stench was all I could find until I heard grunts and wines. I heard bones break right as I ran into a clearing in the nearest alley way. A growl ripped from my throat before I even had the chance to look around. I saw her. Her beautiful wolf laying in a mound of broken bricks. I could see blood starting to pool around her and saturate her fur. Her breathing was labored my beautiful mate was struggling to breath.

Everything went red. I couldn't explain to you what happened next because I barely remember it. My wolf took over and attacked Troy attacking with me. The beast had some fight left as we fought it but we didn't have to do much as she had all but killed it. It would have died on its own from its wounds. But I wanted.... no needed it dead. I needed to see it's blood upon the cobblestones and no longer hear is thundering drum of a heart. I fought it until my fangs latched around it's throat and I ripped it out and it feel to the ground dead.

I turned to look at her and her blue flickered and went out. I started running toward her as she shifted back to human. I could now see the extent of the damage done to her, both present and past. I could see all the freshly bleeding wounds and the contorted bones. But I could also see the hundreds of scars running all over her body that now are only just faint lines against her pale skin. I could hear her heartbeat weakening struggling to pump blood around her body.

"It's ok..." I hear her mumble as she spits out blood. I start yelling to Troy.

"Help me how do I save her tell me!!!!" I could feel my throat closing in. I could feel her separating from me.

"Ryan you have to let her go." I heard Troy say. But I couldn't I couldn't let her go. I pulled her into my arms and just thought of healing. Bringing her back to me healthy. She told me I was meant to heal. I watched as where my body met hers it lit up green. I could feel every system in her body. I watched as I placed my hand over her broken bone and it mended itself. I did that over every bone and cut and bruise over her body. I felt every internal organ seeing it in my mind and just knowing when something was wrong and willing it to mend itself. I could feel her heartbeat quicken and her breathing even out. I saw streaks of blue follow the path of her veins and aid my own magic.

I didn't stop until there wasn't a space on her I hadn't touched. Her bare skin to my hands. I needed her to be ok even if I could feel my own magic screaming for rest. I needed her to be ok even if I could feel our tattoos deepening our connection to each other establishing itself into Every fiber of our beings. I didn't care. I needed her like I needed oxygen.

I don't care that she made me promise, it was a stupid promise. I don't care that I'm betrothed, I don't care that I could choose another mate, I don't care that she doesn't want a mate. That she doesn't want me. She doesn't want me because she doesn't deem herself worthy enough to be my mate, well that is a load of bullshit. She's saved my life and fought for me, knowing she could die for it. I don't care that she's not the one everyone else wants. What if she's the one I want. She may have been done fighting but I'm not. I felt her will to just let go but I can't..... I can't let her go.

I love her.