My Mate Is Seeing Someone Else novel Chapter 17

"It is going to be okay, right?" I asked her hoping, wishing for an answer but I was never going to get the one I wanted.

"I could really use you now mom. I need you now," tears began to escaped, "I need you to give me something. Something that lets me know that you are still here like you said you would. I remember that day all the time. Charlie I saw him tonight. He wants our land he says if he doesn't get it I will be with you soon. I use to think that that was a bad thing but now it doesn't seem to be too bad."

Honestly it didn't. John didn't want me. In my mind there isn't any reason to live but then I remembered my father. He had lost more than I did when my mom passed. He lost his wife, his mate, his best friend, his lover, his everything.

"Morgan!"

No. No. Why is here?

I turned around and saw the one person I was running from, the one who I didn't want to see. Mom was right running did nothing but right now it seemed better than facing him. I got up and looked at my mother's grave once again and ran.

"Morgan stop, please? Let me explain," he shouted

Why should I hear him out? I heard all I needed to hear. I kept on running when all of a sudden my body gave out on me.

Pain filled my sadness and my hurt. It erased all the pain my heart had gone through. It hurt and it felt as if my body was on fire.

I let out a scream and began to whimper in pain.

I heard John getting closer to me and telling me that he was with me.

"Morgan you have to open your eye." He said to me pushing away some of my hair on my face.

I tried to open eyes but I couldn't feel them. I felt only pain.

"It hurts," I tried to say but to John it sound probably like gibberish, "I can't"

"Morgan, you are shifting. I need you to look at me. I know it hurt sweetheart but try, please, for me."

My shift. No, I can't be shifting. Why should I do anything for him? Why should I open my eye for someone who doesn't want me?

'Okay do you know how stupid you are being right now? If you don't listen to him you are going to die.'

No my wolf, no I don't want this. I am not ready for this.

John gave me a weak smile when all of a sudden I heard something break and I let out a cry.

"It hurts,"

"Shhhhh I know. It is okay. The body needs to break some bones to go through the shift." He said wiping some of the sweat off my face.

I heard another break and felt my senses heighten I could smell the woods and the trees. I could hear the birds flapping their wings and deer's feet hitting the ground as they ran. I could hear and smell everything around me. Including John he smelled like freshly fallen snow on a winter day. It was the most intoxicating thing I had ever smelled. Again my bones broke but this time my hand became paws and my skin was replaced with white fur.

My wolf wanted to be released. She wanted to run but john kept pushing me down every time I tried getting up.

"Morgan will you stop trying to move." I growled at him in response and he growled back.

'Come we can take him. Just left me go.'

I may have not paid that much a tension in class but I do remember that I need to listen to John and when he tells me to let my wolf take over. That is the only way I will ever let my wolf go.