True wolves

Goodbye is the hardest word

song of the chapter (I don't usually do this but it goes really well)

Animals-Maroon 5

gif of Tate and Eva's final moments up above ^^^^^

Eva's POV

I looked at them all stubbornly. I wanted to see my mate and that was the end of it, no questions or objections. I wiped my cheeks with the back of my hand roughly, probably making them redder than they already were and looked to Kieran again. Out of all of the guys he was the one who was going to be the most affected by this, he was closer to Tate than any of us. Even me. He looked down at the ground when he felt my stare, Obviously not wanting to meet my gaze. I sighed and walked over to him, ignoring Chase and Scott when they tried to argue against my wishes. Kieran just kept his eyes locked on the ground and took in a large intake of breath before pulling me into his arms and growling.

"you know this isn't safe right? Look at what he did to you already kitten. He will do it again, you're nothing but a blood bag to him now." I winced at his harsh words but knew they were true. Nevertheless my mind was made up, I was going to see him. And if i had to limp with my broken ankle then so be it.

"Fine, I'll walk there myself" Heading towards the door Kierans' arm shot out and grabbed me by the waist, not willing to let me go yet. He pulled me back into him and growled yet again, this was getting tiring. I rolled my eyes and noticed chase chuckle taking me from Kieran.

"I'll carry you up if you want?" He said, looking genuinely concerned. Nodding my head he took me into his arms wrapping my sore ankle around his torso carefully and slowly walking up the many stairs to the medical bay. I let my thoughts wander with every step. Was this going to be the last time I ever saw Tate? No, it couldn't be, things like this just don't.......happen. With that I thought back to the past couple of months and remembered everything shitty that had happened lately, Yes, things like this definitely happened and there was no doubt in my mind that this would be the last time I ever saw my beloved Tate. I stopped thinking about it when Chase put me down to the ground in front of Blake and Bryan who both looked pretty annoyed that I was anywhere near Tate, even if he couldn't get to me with the doors and them in the way.

"what is she doing here Rivers? I specifically told you to keep her in the office until that- thing was dealt with" Blake spat, disgusted when he got to the part about Tate, how he could have gone from being one of his best friends to wanting him dead in a matter of hours is beyond me but that's not the part that p!ssed me off, It was the fact that he was talking about me like I wasn't even here.

"I'm here because i want to see my mate, Is that a problem Chambers?" I say, mocking him by referring to his last name like he had done with Chase. He looked hurt and attempted to touch me but I put my hands up in defence and turned towards the door with a glare evident on my face.

"Either you let me in there or I'll sneak in later, It's your choice entirely" they all looked at me sadly and I felt confused before Bryan mumbled a response.

"He won't be alive later" I gasped and limped to the door before being stopped by none other than Emma.

"Sweetie they're right, It's not safe for you to see him right now. He's not himself and I don't think he will be again anytime soon. It's time to let go." She put her pale manicured hand on my arm in comfort but I shrugged it off and finally opened up the door. They all screamed in protest but it was no use. I was already standing face to face with my mate.

He was curled up in the corner looking doubtingly down at his hands that were smeared with my blood. His skin was ghostly white and his eyes were no longer their loving shade of green but no shone a sickly yellow colour. The chestnut brown hair that I first saw when we met was gone and replaced with midnight black straight locks where his were once curly, long and unruly, now it clung to his neck and head like glue. I started to realize what the others had said. This wasn't my Tate. This was a monster.