My Dirty Mind (It's back!!!)

An Angry Mate (Futa)

18+! So I noticed when I looked through my chapters that my Futa chapters get a lot more reads and votes. I'm not complaining, because I love writing them, but it caught me a little off guard. And I won't judge. I'm the pervert writing it after all. This is from a story I had been working on, but I didn't like how corny it sounded. If you guys like this and want more, I'll restart the story and give y'all a chance to read it. Now please, enjoy my dirty mind...

   Something was wrong. I could feel it. I'd been pacing back and forth for at least an hour, in tandem with the wolf in my head. She's hurt. She has to be. She should be back by now. I gripped my skull in annoyance. "She's fine. She's an Alpha. She's fine." I couldn't believe myself.
   We need to find her. Now. I could feel him trying to push through, to take control, but I pushed it back. "Malco, stop. We're not leaving the house."
   I heard him groan in my head and I sighed, staring at the phone on the table. Just call. Please. Even Malco quieted down enough to wait. I was staring at the phone so intensely that I'm surprised it was shattering from my looks alone. I waited for a good twenty minutes before I felt my eyes closing in exhaustion.
   Stay awake. Stay awake. Stay awwww...

   I jolted upright as I heard a car pull into the drive and I nearly fell to the floor as I scrambled to the door. I burst through it without thinking, tripping over my own feet. My knees hit the porch as someone grabbed my shoulder, shaking me. "Dustian! Calm down!"
   My entire body was thrumming in fear as I looked for who was grabbing me. I knew from the voice it wasn't her, and it was starting to piss me off. I just needed to see her. "Where is she?" It came out as a whisper, but I heard the person inhale sharply.
   "She's at the hospital. She got ambushed on our way back." I looked up at him.
   "Take me." He inhaled and opened his mouth to speak, but Malco managed to push forward enough to interrupt him. "Now Darwin." I growled and he paled, nodding a little. Bout time.
   Darwin helped me up and led me to the car, glancing at me occasionally. He's worried about us. Shut up Malco.

   As the car pulled into the parking lot, I nearly wanted to scream. Between dealing with Darwin's attempts at conversation, Malco's never ending rambling, and my own worrying, I was ready to rip someone's head off. Maybe even literally.
   Darwin hadn't even turned the car off before I was gone, racing into the emergency room. Everything seemed to be happening in a blur. Who cares? Find her. Good point. Before I could take a step I was already crowded by people. Just fucking great.
   "You don't need to be here Dustian." Elijah.
   "Yes he does. She wants to see him just as badly." Thanks Jean.
   I had one on my side already so I turned to Elijah. "I just need to see her. Please." He shook his head and I felt my rage boiling over again. "Take me to her. Now."
   He smiled a little and bent over me a little, trying to remind me of the height difference. "I don't give a damn who your mate is, you don't give me orders. Now go home Omega."
   I stared at him for a second, a smile spreading across my face. Kill kill kill. He turned away and started arguing with Jean, both of them fighting about if I should be let in. I felt Darwin gently grab my arm and try and pull me away. He'd almost managed to move me when I heard it.
   They all stopped and looked at me, but I didn't care. I was staring down the hall behind them. The one she'd screamed from. "Dus-"
   I shoved past him. I didn't even see who said it. Didn't care anyways. I stormed down the hall, my eyes darting to every door I passed. Wrong wrong wrong. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I growled, turning and punching them in the nose. They stumbled back and I kept moving.
   "Dustian! Stop!" Someone tackled me to the ground and I felt another growl build in my throat as I pushed off the ground, knocking them off me. I heard something break and then a groan as I scrambled to my feet. I just want to see her. Why is everyone so against that?
   I had just rounded a corner when I felt a sharp pain in my neck. It didn't hurt too much so I reached around and felt for it. I found it and yanked it out, pulling it around to face me. "Who the hell uses tranq darts?"
   I almost expected Malco to comment, but he seemed determined to find her. I rounded another corner just as another huge weight slammed into me, more piling on top of me with each second. I tried, but I couldn't throw them off. Too much weight and the tranq dart setting in I guess.
   I felt something prick my neck and all the fight left my body. It was just too much work. My thoughts were hazy, and despite Malco's desperate attempts to keep me awake, I couldn't stop from drifting into a peaceful slumber.