Sensitive Wolf

16.

"W..What?", I stuttered out already feeling like the rug had been pulled from under my feet.

Pain was evident in Oliver's blue eyes when he told me, "He was kidnapped over 20 years ago, right out of his room.", Oliver pointed to the door to the left of us.

My gaze followed him and I knew I had to enter his room in order to know for sure if Nathan was my mate. I was almost certain that Levke and Lennart had left everything in his room the same, meaning I would be able to still scent him. My wolf whimpered in my mind not at all ready to lose another mate. My breathing started to accelerate and not in a good way. I could not do it, I was not ready to face that my only chance at happiness had been taken from me once again.

"He's still alive.", Oliver suddenly said as if being able to notice my inner turmoil.

I gasped looking shocked at him and he continued, "When Nathan was kidnapped every bond he had was cut, as if he had died."

I clenched my fists in order not to let my tears fall, how could he be alive then?

"But Levin is still able to feel him."

My eyes searched Oliver's and when I noticed the certainty in his gaze I sighed and unclenched my fists again. My eyes sought out the contact to Nathan's door again.

"You can't imagine how long they've searched for him. It almost broke them.", Oliver whispered and I finally realized that he must had been close to both Levin and Nathan when they were young.

I turned to face the door and Oliver said gently behind me, "You don't have to do this Sophia, I just... I just wanted to tell you my theory, but I don't even know if I'm right... It seems so cruel now, I..."

Black dots started to appear in my vision, because something inside me could just feel that what I was about to do, would devastate me. 

"It's okay Oliver, I'm glad you told me.", I managed to respond and with a strength I did not know was still inside me, I turned the door knob to Nathan's room.

All I accomplished were a few steps into Nathan's room before everything hit me all at once.

His smell - it reminded me of christmas, of pure joy, of happiness.

And his last emotions panic, fear and dread.

I could not controll what was happening to me anymore as a sob rose from my lips and I sank to my knees.

My breathing was coming way too fast, but I could not find it in me to fight it.

I was too exhausted, too overwhelmed with what I just discovered, too frightened what it would mean.

I could make out Oliver's voice behind me, but it sounded too far away.

I felt numb, but I knew I had to tell him.

"You were right.", a voice I barely recognized as my own whispered and finally, finally the darkness took over.

"What were you thinking telling her about your theory?", I could hear Levin's angry voice and tried to open my eyes.

What had happened? Why was I lieing on a bed again?

"I just wanted to help her.", Oliver responded and I could make out the sincerity in it.

And suddenly everything came back.

Nathan.
His room.
His smell.
My mate.

"You are stupid!", Melinas furious voice whispered back and I could practically feel the guilt seeping from Oliver.