Sensitive Wolf

27.

Nathan

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow I will finally be able to see Sophia.

Just thinking about it had a goofy smile appear on my face and I rarely smiled. I was not necessary a serious type like I would describe Silas, but I would say that I had selected humor.

Since my nephew Max had been born I was smiling more often, because he was just hilarious. However, Sophia brought me joy in a way I had never experienced before.

The last few days without her had been the worst days of my life. I knew that I had lived more than twenty years without her, but I had not been aware of Sophia and now that I was I could not help myself, but think about her every second of the day. My dreams were also full of her.

When I had returned to my house in the morning after Silas had told me that maybe Sophia would not come back I had been a shell of myself. It had been like all the life had been sucked out of me. What meaning did my life have when Sophia was gone?

In hindsight this all sounded very dramatic, because I did not even know her, so how could I already be in love with Sophia and want to spend my whole life with her? But the truth was, that I already adored her and I would follow her wherever she would go.

Silas had expected me in front of my house and had immediately shared the good news, Sophia shifting back to her human self, with me. I had felt energized and full of beans. Sophia had returned to me - at least that was what I had told myself.

I had instantly demanded that we drive to the pack she was currently staying with, but the others had warned me that it was not a good idea as Sophia needed time to recover.

"I'm her mate, won't she need me?", I had shouted at them being tired of all their excuses. And her needing me was the crux. Never in my life had I ever felt needed. Of course, my parents and Naja had needed my help, but my parents could lean on each other and Naja had always been able to handle her own and now she had Jeremy. However, I never had someone to take care of, to worry about, someone who needed me. Now I had Sophia and these fuckers had not wanted me take care of her.

It had been Milena who had talked some sense into me. "I know you want to see her Nate, we all want that." She had gestured to everyone and I had noticed how worried they had all still seemed even though Silas had talked with Sophia herself. 
"But Sophia needs a lot of sleep right now and if we'd just show up, she'd want to reassure us that she's okay and would wear herself out again. I know how she is."

I had clenched my teeth at her explanation, because it had not sat well with me and my wolf that Milena apparently knew Sophia so well. I wanted to be the person who knew Sophia best, but although I had never spoken to Sophia before I had just known that she would react the way to our arrival Milena had just described. So I had reluctantly nodded my head at them and had gone along with their plan to return to the Crescent Moon pack.

I had been nervous as hell when we had arrived in front of what Levin had called the pack house. A man with power radiating off of him in waves and a woman with a kind smile on her face had waited in front of the house. When I had exited the car their eyes had widened and the woman had taken a couple of steps towards me as if she could not believe that I was standing in front of her, I had whispered, "Mom?"
With that she had rushed towards me and had hugged me tightly. Memories had suddenly appeared in my head and had urged me to tighten my arms around her too. She still smelt like poppies and wildflowers and I had drawn comfort from that. Mom had drawn back and had gently grabbed my face to look in astonishment at me.

"It's really you, my little Nathan.", she had murmured again and again.

I had felt myself getting teary eyed too, but it had not been until my dad had pulled me into a bone crushing hug and had whispered to me "Welcome back son!" that I had started to cry.