Big Bad Wolfie novel Chapter 49

Maria's POV

We're finally taking a break for the night after two days worth of running/walking through this suffocating forest.

But mostly running.

That's alright with me, though. It keeps me and Wolfie from ripping each other's heads off.

My leg would be more healed if I hadn't put it through so much, but I didn't wanna slow anyone down. Wolfie didn't like that so much, but he'll have to deal with it for time's sake.

Speaking of Wolfie.

I can't stop thinking about him.

Before it was the hybrids, and they've still got my skin crawling, but Wolfie's got my heart pumping.

At a very dangerous rate, might I add.

All of this coming at once is making my head hurt.

I don't know why he popped into my head and wouldn't come out.

It must have been when my talent flared and all my senses got hit with a wave of MATE.

Why did I have to have this talent? This freaking sensing everything before it even happens, sort of thing? And then the added intensified senses?

If I'm being honest I don't even remember the name of it.

I mean, it can be useful, but it causes more trouble than it saves.

The worst part is that it's rare, so I have no one to help me learn to control it.

And the chaos that I put myself through on a daily basis doesn't help.

I'm told I have pretty good control over it for my age, but my brain that's constantly being attacked by sensory overload, may have something else to say about it.

"Maria, you can go ahead and go to sleep. I've got the first watch, remember?" Stephan interrupted my train of thought.

I looked over to him.

"Oh, okay."

I said just to make him happy.

I scooted down the tree trunk I was leaning on so that I'm laying down.

I faced the opposite way of him and found my best friends. They were cuddling in one sleeping bag, looking completely at peace.

I sighed, and turned away from that.

That sight didn't used to be so painful. I'll admit I was the tiniest bit jealous that they found each other at such a young age, and were even friends before they realized, but they've always been my best friends, so I was always happy for them. Even when they made me third wheel on so many things that should have been dates but they made me tag along to.

I've always thought their relationship was the cutest though.

Now, I wanna gouge my eyes out looking at it.

But it's only because I know at this rate, I may never have it.

And that breaks my heart in one of the only places it hadn't been touched yet.

So I turned away from them.

And of course, Wolfie's the next person I see.

Because why not?

Why should the Moon Goddess end my suffering?

I grumbled then just slammed my eyes shut. I just won't look at him.

I know I'm not going to sleep. That's not even in the question. Even if my anxiety wasn't eating away at me, more so than the usual h3ll, it's too cold to even think of relaxing.

I don't know how the other vampires are doing it. The werewolves are just walking heaters, so that's why they're not having a problem.

Though, Rose and Brandon are cuddling for warmth. Cali was smart and brought extra blankets.

Even if I had thought of it, I probably wouldn't have had enough room in my hiding place in the van.

So I'm stuck freezing my @ss off.

I sat there.

Doing just that.

For what felt like hours.

But the moon is still too high in the sky for it to have been hours, so it was probably only one.

I couldn't help but open my eyes. The first thing I did was check if the sky was any brighter. Obviously not. The second thing I couldn't stop my eyes from being drawn to was. . .

I probably don't even have to say it, you already know.

But saying his name, even if not out loud, makes me feel some sort of way.

That way may make me wanna cry, but it varies from time to time, so maybe this one will be a good one.

Wolfie.

Nope, I wanna cry.

The cold isn't helping.

The muscles of the rest of my body are clenching just as hard as my heart now, because of the cold chilling me to the bone.

I probably look like I'm seizing I'm shaking so hard.

I hate this.

My senses are hyped up. My chest hurts. My legs are cramping from being curled up so tight.

I stayed for a couple more minutes like this.

My mind was either on the cold, my mate that hates me, or the hybrids out to get me. All of which are driving me insane.

I feel like pulling my hair out.

I feel like bursting into tears.

I feel like —

Why am I standing up?

Where do my feet think they're taking me?

I walked over and curled up next to Wolfie.

. . . Hm

He stirred and sat up a bit.

"What do you think you're doing?" He mumbled, trying to make his voice sound hard.

"I'm using you as a human heater," I told him simply.

And my subconscious obviously wasn't satisfied with our proximity because, I wiggled in closer to him so that he was spooning me.

He cleared his throat. "Who said you could do that?"

I looked at him, but he kept his face straight.

"Fine then, I'll just go lay with Happy."

He wrapped his tree trunk of an arm around my waist and slammed me against his chest.

I turned around in his strong arms. "That's what I thought," then cuddled into him, burring my face in his chest.

He wrapped his arm around me and rested his chin on my head.

My heart swelled to twice its original size.

This is how it feels to just lay with your mate?

It's freaking awesome.

I feel so warm and cozy that my mind doesn't feel the need to go one-thousand miles a minute.

I haven't felt this way, this at peace, in years.

We don't even like each other and I can't remember ever feeling like I've belonged somewhere more in my life.

Wow, that's really cheesy, but I don't care.

With my mind slowing and my body becoming at ease with the warmth and proximity of my mate, I feel spectacularly exhausted.

I feel like falling asleep and never waking up, or at least not for as long as he's willing to hold me.

In fact, that seems like a spectacular idea.

I'm going to sleep.

I'm going to sleep!

I almost let out a laugh at how happy that statement makes me.

I'm going to sleep, and I might actually be able to make it through the night without any terrifying nightmares tearing me from it.

I shut my eyes and let the darkness take over without a fight, for once.

"Are you sure that dosage won't kill her?"

"Pretty sure."

The mean lady raised her brow. "Pretty sure?"

"Yeah, but what does it matter? We're using her to test the serums on because she's expendable," the big mean man said, dropping the shot he was holding to my arm to his side.

Why do they have to use big words like expendable? It's annoying. I don't like not being able to understand things.

"Not that expendable. How many true pure bloods do you think we're going to get the chance to capture? An adult is too risky to keep here, and if they're too young, they die too easily. We're using her because something that affects her is going to affect any vampire." The lady looked at me with her terrifying smile. "And besides, think about how useful she'll be to us later when she can help grow our army."

I almost threw up in my mouth.

I may be nine, but I know enough about where people come from to know I should be grossed out.

The man rolled his eyes. "Fine," And squirted out a good amount of the liquid onto the floor.

He grabbed my arm roughly again.