Chapter 27: Homesick

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Chapter 27: Homesick

Dominic's POV:

"You expect me to help you after you cross my boreders without premission and break my warriors nose?" He asks.

"Will you at least hear me out? Please?" I beg. I have my elbows on his desk and my head in my hands.

"Go on." He pushes.

"I met my mate in Miami. This is going to sound crazy but, I'm a criminal, The Wolf. I worked for a man who had a rule that we can't love, can't have contact outside of our assigned group. I met my mate. I was selfish, I couldn't stay away. We got caught and he's been chasing us ever since. This man, he has her now. We had ran for months. And now I lost her." I take a breath and keep going, "My group and I seperated. I have no one but myself. Please, I need you help." I beg. I finally look up at him and see his stare is cold.

"I have no pack. I'm lone, my father kicked me out because I had no mate and couldn't run the pack, I wouldn't be here is I had someone else." I add. He's silent for a while.

"The man, what is his name?" He ask's.

"Aiden, Aiden Brooks." I reply.

"Aiden? Aiden is dead. Hunter sniped him about 2 or 3 days ago." He says.

I look him dead in the eyes. Soren, Soren has her.

"Soren. He has her." I growel.

"I will help you, but know I'm not doing this for you." He say's. I don't care why he's doing it, all I know is that he is doing it. Sadly my curiosity has me asking.

"Then who are you doing it for?"

"My brother. Aiden killed him years ago." He say's.

-----Taylor's POV----

It's been 3 days. Three long, painful, irritating days. The maid gave me a tour of the house, but I still get lost. Soren leaves from time to time, but never to often. He decided to lay off all of the maids so we could "be alone" from what I over heard.

For some reason he thinks were mates, luckily he hasn't tried anything. I'm currently sitting on the bed listening to the stereo that he gave me. I haven't actually tried to socialize with him yet, which is something I need to do if I want his trust.

Maybe I should let him think that I think were mates as well. I mentally shudder at the thought. Every day I have to take a clear liquid gel pill. It keeps my wolf away, and I hate it. The day I try to run, I probably will just slip it under my tounge and spit it out when he leaves.

I walk down stairs and see him on his computer. I remember trying that the second day I was here, he has a passcode on it. I sit beside him on the couch and look at his computer. Some kind of paperwork stuff I don't understand.

"What are you doing?" I ask trying to be as casual as possible.

"Work." He reponds.

"That's boring," I continue, crossing my legs Indian style, "can we do comething else?"

He looks at me and smiles suspisiously, "We can when I'm finished."

I huff and stand up, walking into the kitchen. I open the fridge and scan over everything. This is a huge fridge, paradise for me, if only I weren't in this situation. I stand up straight and continue looking, it would be my luck if he had Redbull. I haven't had one in forever.

I stand on my tippy-toes to look on the top shelf. I suddenly feel someone walk up behind me, Soren is a little to close for comfort but I don't say anything.

"What are you looking for love?" He asks, I hate it when he say's that.

"Redbull." I respond. He chuckles and reaches above my head and brings one down from the back. I swear this guy is almost a foot taller than me!

He hands it to me and I take it from him. I walk back into the living room and sit down. Once again he sits to close but I still don't move. Someone please kill me now!

I turn on Netflix and play World War Z. The last thing I'm gonna watch with Soren is a romance movie. (Does anyone else love that movie? :)

By the time the movie ends it's almost 6 o'clock. Watching that movie reminds me of being a police officer. I miss that, I miss Luna, Dominic, the guys. Everything. I didn't realize I zoned out until I feel Soren shaking me. "Whats wrong, love?" He asks, wiping tears I didn't know had fallen.

"Nothing." I say getting up. Soren stands as well and pulls me back into his chest. I wish I could hit him right about now.

"Tell me whats wrong." He asks softly. Wow, it has feelings.

If I tell him I miss Dominic, I'll anger him.

"I uh.. I just miss my job, basically my old life." I reply, technically I didn't lie.

"I'm sorry love. I'm sorry Dominic took that away from you." He say's kissing my forehead softly.

I mentally shudder, what he said angered me to no extent. Sure Dominic messed up, but he made me happy. I suddenly feel sick to my stomach. I run out of his grasp and to the nearest bathroom.

I empty everything that was in my stomach, I feel Soren holding my hair back with one hand and rubbing my back with the other. Something Dominic did when I was shifting. When I'm finished I feel tears leak down my face.

So this is what it feels like to be homesick.

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