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“But,” Patrick puts his hands on my shoulders, “that doesn’t mean that I can’t keep a closer eye on both her and Aaron. And I can ensure that you continue to train with her every day.”
It’s as good as I’m going to get for now. Unless Lily’s father does something drastic, I’ll have to wait until Lily turns 18.
I take a few more deep breaths and finally pull Donovan back. I’m restless and can’t sleep all night. I just want to be done with this and get back to check on Lily.
In the morning, I text her. She says she’s still sore but doing better. That’s all I have time for before we head out.
It’s late in the afternoon when we finally catch up to the rogues. Donovan and I are ready to go for the kill, needing something to burn off our anger. The battle doesn’t take longer than an hour. Unfortunately, we have some injured and most everyone is exhausted after running all day before the fight, so they decide to pitch their tents and sleep in the forest again.
As soon as possible, I check my phone. I have one text from Lily, sent hours ago.
Mate: Hey Clint. Just checking in.
Me: Hey Lily bud. How are things? What are you doing while your father completes his business with Alpha Mahli?
I wait and wait and wait some more. There is no response.
Anders brings some food over, but I barely touch it. I need to know she’s okay.
It’s hours later before I finally get a response. When I do, it’s not exactly what I was hoping for, but at least I heard from her.
Mate: Hey Clint, sorry it’s so late. Uh, this whole trip has been weird. We can talk more when you’re back. Will you be back tomorrow for our date?
Me: Lily, you can call or text me any time of the day or night. I’ll always answer. And yes, we will be back tomorrow, but not until late. Don’t tell your dad that, though. Are you still leaving early in the morning to go home?
Mate: Yes, that is the plan. I’m very tired. I going to go to bed. I’ll see you tomorrow.
Me: Okay Lily. I’ll check in first thing in the morning and let you know when I’m back home.Mate: Goodnight Clint.
Me: Goodnight, Lily bud.
That night I barely slept again. I was anxious to get to back to Lily. In the morning, I texted her, but I didn’t get a response before we took off for home.
I pushed our group, forcing them to run faster, even after Patrick and Anders told me I needed to slow down. I didn’t care, I needed to see her.
When we get back to the packhouse, I don’t bother shifting until I am at the door to my room. I walk in, dumping my bag upside down on the bed and grab my phone before walking into the bathroom to turn on the water.
Me: Hey Lily bud. We just got back. Are you home?
I didn’t get an answer, but I turned up the volume in case she texted me while I was in the shower. I quickly bathed and washed the dirt and grime out of my hair and off my body before getting out and checking my phone, just in case I didn’t hear it go off. Nothing.
I wrap the towel around my waist and walk into my room when I hear a frantic knock at my door. I walk over and before I open it, I can smell her scent of orange and ginger and I’m smiling as I open the door.
The smile on my face drops immediately when I see the look of complete despair on hers.
I pull her into the room, closing the door. “Lily? Are you okay? Did that Alpha hurt you?” I say the last part in growl. Donovan is threatening to kill the Alpha i he hurt our mate. Her back is to me, and her head is hanging down.
“Clint.” She says in a whisper. “I need your help.”
She turns and when she looks at me, I gasp in shock.
When I realized I’d gotten out of my date with Lucas because he was going on the hunt for the rogues, I decided to stay in and relax. The bite mark on my leg was sore and the doctor said it would take a day or two to heal completely.
I have to admit, Clint texting me and checking on me is really sweet. I had a restless night’s sleep, my leg causing me pain every time I turn over, but I smile at my text from Clint in the morning. I didn’t realize he could be this sweet, it’s nice.
‘Yes, it is.’ My sleepy wolf says, yawning and stretching in my head.
I get ready, grab my overnight bag and meet my father downstairs. We grab some coffee before heading out. Since it’s a long drive, I close my eyes and sleep for the first couple of hours before waking up and watching the changing landscape.
When we get to the pack borders, my father gives our names, and we are allowed entrance. He seems to know exactly where he is going and we pull up to a lavish packhouse, bustling with activity. I step out of the car as a man, clearly the Alpha, steps out of the packhouse. As I watch, he looks me over from head to toe, before turning to my father.
‘That was creepy.’ Andra says in my head. I couldn’t agree more. He didn’t even say hello.
My father comes around to get me, guiding me over to Alpha Mahli. “Alpha, it’s good to see you again. This is my daughter Lily, the one I told you about.”
I look at my father. I’m his only daughter, so who else would he be talking about.
Alpha Mahli extends his hand and I reach to shake it, but instead he pulls it to his lips, kissing the back of my hand for a full minute too long. He never takes his eyes off me, watching my reaction. I smile at him, but it’s forced.
“It’s nice to meet you.” I say. There is something creepy about him. I’m beginning to see why he hasn’t found his mate, or perhaps she chose to reject him. Either way, I don’t like the vibe I’m getting from this Alpha.
“My omegas will take your bags.” He says and two individuals scurry forward, taking our things. “I have a private breakfast being laid out for the three of us.”
Inside the packhouse, it’s decorated with dark wood and red and black furniture. There’s nothing light or airy about the space. It feels suffocating and dingy, and what I would expect a vampire’s coven to look like.He takes us upstairs to a private room that overlooks the forest, or it would, if the blinds weren’t closed. I can just barely see out of them, but they cut the light in the room down considerably. For all the people that I saw moving around outside the packhouse, the inside is deathly quiet.
The omegas setting up the room for breakfast don’t say a word. There is a dark tablecloth on the table that is muting any sound of the plates being placed on the table. I look at my father, but he doesn’t seem to be disturbed by the d?cor.
We sit and the omegas serve us before leaving the room.
“So Lily, your father tells me you’ll be 18 soon.”
I look at my father who gestures for me to answer. “Yes, that’s correct.”
“In just a couple of months?”
“Yes, my birthday is in May.”
“Ahhh, Lily of the Valley. Is that where your name comes from?” He asks me.
I look at my father again, who is shoveling food into his mouth like he’s never eaten before. “I don’t actually know. Dad, is that where my name comes from?”
His head pops up when I address him as if he hasn’t been paying attention. “No idea, your mother named you. I think she likes lilies.” Ohhhhhkay.