Filed to story: The Alpha King’s Intoxicating Mate
“What’s going on?” he demanded, getting in and shutting the door.
He grabbed me, sitting down and putting my head on his legs, tingles running through me. I gasped, feeling myself able to breathe a little easier. My body began to relax, my chest loosening. “Leah, sweetheart, just breathe” he ordered as the limo began to take off again.
He was covered in blood but looked completely nonchalant as he stroked my hair and tried to calm me. “Is she having a panic attack?” he asked the driver who shook his head and looked confused.
“I don’t think so, I think it’s something else. Her heart slowed right down” he said softly.
My mate pulled me closer and I felt my heartbeat returning to normal as he continued to touch me. He looked down at me, concern in his eyes. I braced myself, knowing it was coming.
“Leah, what is this? What happened to you?”
Just like that, I knew it was all over.
King Kace POV
I sensed them as we drove towards my pack, my nose easily picking up their putrid and disgusting scent. I wrinkled my nose and mind-linked James, trying to keep the worry from my face as Leah remained oblivious to the fact we were being followed by rogues. I instructed the driver to pull off of the main road and go to a side one, stopping so that I could fight. Leah began to protest, but I told my driver to remain with her and shifted, racing off to prevent the rogues from getting to the limo. I had to protect my mate, at all costs and I would do whatever it took to do just that.
The rogues stepped out of their car and shifted. I took one out instantly, slicing across his throat as he jumped towards me, severing his head from his body as the other rogues hesitated. Smart of them. I wasn’t in a forgiving mood. I protected the limo, but the rogues didn’t seem particularly interested in it. It was me they wanted after all, just as I suspected they would be. I hoped Leah was alright, but I couldn’t even risk glancing over my shoulder to check that all was good. The rogues began to attack all at once, only to be broken up by James’s arrival. He took out another one, while I leaped atop one, plunging my claws into its spine and severing its spinal cord. I jumped off, leaving it falling to the ground, and faced the three that were left, who looked nervous now and apprehensive. Good. They wouldn’t be so arrogant and so quick to attack. This would work in our favor. I was pissed that I had been forced to leave my mate’s side in order to deal with these bastards.
I snarled. James came up beside me. One of the rogues leaped on top of the limo and James gave chase. I attacked the other two, sending one flying into a nearby tree trunk, and the other one swiping at me as I dodged to the side. I sideswiped them, getting them across the midsection, blood spraying everywhere, including all over me. The wolf let out a howl of pain and satisfaction flooded through me. I wanted him to be hurting. I kicked out, sending the rogue flying as the other rogue came back, jumping. I rolled underneath and dragged my claws along its underbelly, tearing out its intestines and organs, before turning and stalking to its head as it lay there, its eyes glazed with pain. I would not show it mercy. It didn’t deserve any. None of them did. Rogues were killers. All of them. They didn’t deserve to be treated with respect or dignity. I stomped on its head, crushing its skull into tiny pieces, watching the light fade out of its eyes. It was dead and I let out a low growl as I turned to view the rogue that still continued to fight.
One more to go. It was extremely hesitant. I saw it stare at the car and make a move towards it. Bastard. There was no way it was getting anywhere near my precious mate. I cut it off and halted it in its tracks. It snarled foam frothing at its mouth. I wasn’t letting it get away. James came up behind it and it turned, its eyes narrowing as it realized there was no escape and nowhere to run. Together James and I made quick work of the rogue, ignoring its whimpers and cries, until its bloody body lay on the ground with the rest of them. I shifted back to my human form, as did James, studying the scene with disgust, wrinkling my nose at the metallic scent of blood in the air.
“Get rid of the mess” I instructed James with a grimace “Contact the local shifter authority and make it happen. Meet me back at the pack” I added darkly, my mood foul.
Something felt off. Something wasn’t right with my mate. I could tell it instinctively and feel it. My chest was tight and I was finding it difficult to breathe. Not only that but the driver was desperately attempting to mindlink me. I strode towards the limo and yanked the door open, my eyes widening as I took in Leah’s pallor and the way she was clutching desperately at her chest looking panicked with her eyes wide as she stared up at me.
“Get us to my pack” I shouted to the driver, shutting the door and sliding Leah’s head onto my lap, ignoring the blood that was on my body as I looked down at her anxiously.
Was this a panic attack or something else? “Leah sweetheart, what’s wrong?” I asked, stroking her hair and gently touching her as I sought to calm her down and control her breathing.
The tightening in my chest eased as I felt tingles begin to spread all over my body as well as a comforting warmth. Leah’s breathing eased up and I relaxed, even as I continued to hold her as she began to draw in deep breaths, ber body trembling and shuddering all over.
“I’m okay” Leah wheezed, trying to sit up and protesting.
I pushed her back down, “Lie down, rest” I growled, not in the mood to argue with my mate who looked weak and sickly. She opened her mouth and then shut it, blushing slightly. It was adorable. It didn’t ease my fear or irritation though.
“Now do you want to tell me what that was?” I demanded, still feeling anxious and on guard “Was it a panic attack or something?” I accused, desperate to know what had caused Leah to suffer.
Had I felt it through the mate bond and that was why I had experienced some of the symptoms? Curious. My concern was for her though and preventing this from ever happening again.
Leah looked worried now, biting her lip and avoiding my eyes. “It wasn’t a panic attack” she coughed. “It was…” she trailed off, looking at me doubtfully and worried as well.
Something was wrong. Why was she stalling? I was becoming impatient. “Just spit it out Leah” I snapped and she flinched looking hurt.
Damnit. I hadn’t meant to sound so cold and cruel. I was just concerned about her, that’s all. She took a deep shuddering breath, bracing herself. “I have a heart condition” she whispered, her voice so hushed that I almost didn’t hear it.
“You have a heart condition” I repeated, not sure I had heard right.
A heart condition and she hadn’t thought to inform me of that until now! Did she have any idea what danger she had put herself in or how much of a risk she had taken by not telling me?
She nodded miserably “I have a weak heart,” she said, turning her head and looking away from me “I should have told you earlier.”
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