Savage Mates novel Chapter 30

Chapter Thirty His Mate 

Jason

“I’ll see you in a minute.” I said, ending my phone call with my beta as I pulled into the parking lot of Savage. I found a parking spot and pulled my SUV in, letting out a long breath. I wasn’t ready for the conversation that I knew I was going to have with my beta, but I knew that I needed to warn him.

This afternoon I had almost hurt someone. I was too close to the edge, that dark place where I could hurt someone. That was the last thing that I wanted. I couldn’t risk hurting my pack and if it came down to it. I knew Travis would do what needed to be done.

I wished that I was stronger. I didn’t want to put this on him. But I knew that I couldn’t ask Ryan to do it. It would have to be my beta.

Running my fingers through my hair, I let out another long sigh. I knew what I needed to do, what I needed Travis to do when the time came. I just didn’t want to. He would take over for me and I knew that he could handle it.

Leaning over, I looked up at the moon. Swallowing hard as my throat tightened, Fuck, I wasn’t the praying type but this seemed like as good a time as any to do just that.

“If she’s out there, please let me find her soon.” I prayed to the moon goddess. I was desperate and willing to do just about anything at this point. Once a shifter went feral, there was no turning back and today had shown me how close I was to it. I had spent the afternoon with Kelly, hoping that good sex would ease the irritation I had been feeling. The sex had been great, but if anything, it had made my wolf push closer to the edge.

It wasn’t her and logically, I knew that but I had felt the need to hurt her afterwards. To punish her for not being my mate. I knew it had hurt her feelings when I had stormed out of her apartment, but she wouldn’t understand how | was feeling. Her beast was weaker than mine so she had plenty of time to find a mate.

I didn’t want her to be the first in the pack to know what was happening. She wouldn’t have been able to put me down if it happened with her. She wouldn’t have been able to stop me.

Sitting up, I tucked my phone into my jacket pocket. I pulled the keys from the ignition and opened the door, stepping out into the chilly night air. It felt like the weather was reflecting my mood. Closing the door, I pressed the button on my key fob before tucking my keys away.

• Tucking my hands into my pockets, I moved out of the parking lot. I could feel the vibrations of the music and given