The White Wolf Chronicles: Shifted

Chapter 15

I looked around making sure every single one of them was dead. 

They all payed with their lives and with their blood for killing my brother. My father would be next.

I could feel the rage trying to take over my body and engulf me.

Nate was my world, the only family I had left in my eyes. Everything around me had fallen to pieces. 

I finally snapped out of my daydream and started searching among the fallen for my man; the only one I had left. 

"Tyler where are you?" I cried frantically, searching for him.

"I'm here babe," he said. 

I turned around and bolted for him. I needed to feel safe and I only found that within his arms. I needed him badly.

"I'm so sorry" he said pulling me in for a hug.

What I needed right now was love and affection. I needed to know that someone cared other than me.

 "I know but I want to get out of here as soon as we can, after Nate's funeral can we go please?"

"Anything for you my love".

I looked over to see my brother's body still on the ground next to his grieving best friend.

"We should probably take him to the infirmary," Tyler said.

"You're probably right" I said.

He let go of me and with Michael's help, they carried Nate to the infirmary. I trailed behind them along with a few other members of the pack carrying some of the dead to the infirmary.

The hours seemed to pass as minutes before I realised that I had been at the infirmary for nearly four hours. Tyler was outside getting coffees and talking to Michael. All of my emotions had hit me and I was drained.

It was time to go home. I walked outside to meet Tyler in the hall and gave him a small smile.

"How are you feeling?" he asked me while placing a hand over my shoulder.

"I've felt better," I said.  

We walked silently home together. Tyler made sure to avoid the field where hours ago my brother had lost his life.

As soon as we reached out room, I collapsed on the bed and within minutes I was asleep.

After a few hours, I woke up. It was dark by now and I could not see Tyler. I tossed around for a while before I decided to get up.

I walked over to the window and saw Nate's body lying on a podium. It was tradition for direct family members of any alpha. Nate was supposed to be the next alpha now the title fell to the person who despised it the most.

Daniel would have to take over. Now that was the least of everyone's worries. 

I searched for Tyler until my eyes finally rested on him standing in the door way. 

"Hey" I said. He walked over to me and held me like he always did. I realised how consumed I had been over avenging my brother's death I forgot the most important thing to me. 

"Are you hurt Ty?" I asked, looking him over for any injuries. 

"I'm fine, how are you holding up?" he asked.

 "I want to get out of here as soon as possible," I said crying into his chest. 

"Please Tyler; take me away from this place. I hate it. There are too many bad memories."

"I know and we will, we'll start packing tomorrow and then we'll leave as soon as the ceremony is done."

"Okay" was all I said. 

"You need to get more sleep; your eyes looked like they're bruised." 

He carried me bridal style onto the bed and tucked me in before cuddling into me. 

*

Bad dreams plagued me that night and each time I woke Tyler was there to wipe away the tears or he hold me.

One dream I dreamt that it was Tyler who had been shot and not Nate. That was not any better. I would be in even more pain if I lost Tyler.

They say that when you lose your mate, you lose a part of yourself.  You are nothing without your mate. When that mate dies, a part of your soul dies too and you are never the same.

The other dreams were that my father had killed the pack that was supposed to warn us of an attack. He orchestrated what happened to his son only he aimed the gun at me and Tyler jumped in front to save me.

In all of my dreams, someone I loved lost their lives when it should have been me who died not Nate or even my father. Nate was the best of all of us. He was the middle child; the peacemaker. Everyone loved him and now he was gone because of a stupid hunter and a stupid idea my selfish, arrogant father had come up with the moment he found out I was a white wolf and had inherited his stupid gene.

I could not do this.

I was not cut out for this.

How could I be a wolf?

When I did finally fall asleep, I was exhausted. Tyler was whispering soothing words to me and drawing on my back with his fingers.

 Everything would be better because he was there.

Somehow, I had to get through this.

I would prove how strong I was.

I would do it for Nate.