Chapter 126
1 flagged Misty over and asked her to tell the girls that my headache had returned, and I had gone home to rest. She looked at me with concern, but said she would. Like the chicken I was, I let myself out of the back door and fled once again from the man who haunted my thoughts day and night.
Patrick
The moment I entered the Crate my body warmed and relaxed. Her scent was everywhere. It was the strongest I’d smelled my mystery woman, my mate, since that very first day warming up before my challenge with Kyle Westin. I had reneged on the challenge, and it had cost me everything
I was so grateful to Kyle and all the Westins for taking me in, allowing me to stay in their territory. Liam and Chase had become staples at my place. They hung out there all the time and it was great I had a lot of brothers, five of them actually, but our father raised us in competition. His dream was to be the strongest, most powerful alpha in history. His plan was to keep Colin, my oldest brother, close to him, groomed to take over the pack someday. Then as other packs firstborns began to mate we would each in turn challenge and defeat, essentially taking over that pack in alliance and dedication
to him.
My brother, Finn, had done exactly as planned, challenging and defeating the alpha of a small pack in the Amazon. He seemed happy enough in life. When Kyle Westin mated, I was next in line. I had no choice in the matter and my father had sent my challenge ahead of sending me. I was prepared to do as I had been raised, to fulfill my father’s dream. As alpha of the prestigious Westin Pack, I would have been top son in my father’s eyes. It was all I had ever wanted, and while a very small part of me regretted it being Kyle, who had been a friend to me through our college days, I still knew what I had to do and was prepared to do so. Until I got one whiff of the woman that would change my life forever.
It had been a rash decision on my part to pull out of the challenge. I did not discuss with my father. I knew what he would have said. True mates made for weak males. But knowing she was there, I hadn’t been able to think straight. My entire focus had shifted to her and I didn’t even know what she looked like, but her smell was like a drop of rain amidst a drought. Even through my frustrations over her elusiveness, I could not find it in me to regret the decision.
I had given up everything for her. My father had disowned me, furious over the situation and calling me a fool, telling me I had thrown my life away for a little ass. The man I had worshiped my entire life had turned his back on me. I was forbidden to return to the Clan and it hurt. A lot. I could only hold on to the hope that he would change his mind in time and that she was truly worth it all. If only I could find her.
12.03
Chapter 126
To say I was frustrated was an understatement, She was everywhere and yet I had never once laid eyes on her in the months I had been in San Marco. Every time I got close, she slipped away. After nearly three months, I could only assume that she was deliberately avoiding me. But why? Finding a true mate was everything to a wolf. Our very core sought out that one person who would complete us and while culturally our society had shifted away from the disappointment of never finding one’s true mate to settling for a compatible mate, it was still every wolf’s desire to find that closeness and bond with a mate. I had never known how badly I wanted–no, needed–it.
There was no way that my mate did not recognize me equally as I had her. I just didn’t believe that was even possible. So, every time I got close and she faded away on me, I responded to the rejection and it was awful.
I knew the moment she had left the building, and even though a part of me realized my friend was asking if I was okay, I ignored him, turning and running for the door, only to see a small dark car pull out among a cloud of dust. She was running from me. There was no mistaking it this time and the physical pain that knowledge caused was staggering. Fighting the primal need to change and give chase was the hardest thing I had ever done.
“Are you okay? Dude, what’s wrong?” Chase jumped from his truck and ran over to check on me. Liam was quickly by his side.
“Patrick? What’s wrong?” his brother asked.
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