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“No, I’ll be staying here. If you find out anything else, link me.
After a couple of hours, the doctor returns. Her initial assessment was correct. ” Alpha. We can give her blood but we’ve never had to do that with a werewolf before. I don’t know if she will accept it.”
I shake my head. “Let’s see what her body will do to heal her before we take those drastic measures.”
A week goes by, and my little mate hasn’t opened her eyes. Dr. Phillips says that she is healing slowly. Having me by her side, even if she doesn’t feel the mate bond, is helping her.
I’ve barely left her side. I’ve had Dustin bring me anything that needs my attention. I only allow him and Dr. Phillips on this floor. I still haven’t decided what to tell the pack, but until she wakes up, I don’t want anyone disturbing her.
When Dr. Phillips arrives for her morning check, I leave to shower and change clothes. I mind link Dustin asking if there is anything that needs my attention.
“What do you want us to do with Eli Gunnar?”
I haven’t been back down to the dungeons since my mate arrived. I don’t want to leave her right now. Her medical condition has been tenuous, and I wouldn’t forgive myself if something happened while I was away from her.
“Let him sit for now. I need to focus on her. Make sure he’s got enough food and water to stay alive, otherwise he can wait.”
“Yes Alpha.” He doesn’t close the mind link, so I know there’s something else.
“What is it, Dustin?
“I got more information on the vampire coven up north. The vampire prince and some of his top men escaped the hunters. From what I’ve heard, he and his nest mates took over a weaker coven and that he is gaining in power.”
He hesitates again and I growl at him through the link. “Get to the point.”
“The word is that they are looking for two women. One is described as pale with white hair. The bounty on her safe return to the vampire prince is 5 million dollars.”
I stop mid-step. Five million dollars? For a werewolf? Vampires don’t even like. our taste. They don’t feed on us at all. I’ve heard they describe our taste as muddy garbage. So then, why is a vampire prince after my mate?
“Double the patrols. I want to know the instant anyone picks up a strange scent.” I think about it. “Have you ever smelled a vampire before?” I ask my Beta.
“Just once, and it’s not a smell you forget. It’s a disgusting sickly sweet smell.”
“Did you happen to smell it on my mate when we found her?”
“No offense Alpha, you didn’t really let any of us get close enough to her, but I’ll ask Xavier if he noticed anything off about her scent before we got there.”
“Alert the patrol to be on the hunt for that scent. If they come across it anywhere near our territory or the human city, they are to inform you and I immediately.”
“Yes Alpha.”
The mind link closes, and I finish getting dressed, trying to figure out why a vampire would be so interested in my mate. What is it about her? Cyran can feel that she has a wolf, so her taste should be repugnant to the vampires.
My mind is filled with these thoughts as I return to her room, my nameless mate. Because I’m so deep in my thoughts, it takes me a moment to realize that her eyes are open and she’s staring at me wide-eyed. As I watch, the fear I see is replaced with a look of dread and resolve.
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I’m back in hell. The screams, the fear, the blood, it surrounds me. How did I end up back here? I thought I had escaped. I thought I was free. I try to remember what happened, but I can’t. My senses are overwhelmed by the sounds and smell of the feeding room.
The panic I feel only intensifies as I look around and I don’t see my friend. Sarah. How do I know her name? I can’t remember, but she’s not here. It’s only me and all of the dying humans. Maybe I’m dead. This isn’t where I expected to end up. I thought I’d be with my parents, someplace safe.
Almost as if the Moon Goddess heard me, I catch the scent of the forest. The scent. that I loved so long ago when mother and I would walk around, gathering plants and herbs. The scent gets stronger when suddenly, it surrounds me and I am no longer in the vampire’s den, but I’m back in the woods.
I’m still alone, but it feels safe here. It reminds me a better time, when things were good in my life. I begin walking around, not really knowing where I am or where I’m going. I find a sunny spot and lay down in the sun. I’m so tired, and the sun feels so good on my skin that I fall asleep.
I wake up again in the forest. I look around me. I’m still alone but the feeling safety is still here. I take a deep breath. I forgot how much I love the smell of the forest. The fresh air, the slight scent of pine, the clean scent of the earth after a rain. I can smell it all and it makes my heart soar.
If I’m dead, shouldn’t my parents be here? I stand and begin calling for them. I walk around continuing my search. Buy they are not here. There are only the sounds forest, birds chirping, a stream nearby bubbling as the water passes over rocks, crickets and frogs singing their songs in the grass.
Peace. It’s a feeling I’ve forgotten. But now that I am feeling it again, I don’t ever want to lose it.
I don’t know how long I’m here, sleeping when I’m tired, enjoying the forest around me when I’m awake. Nothing changes, it’s just me and nature.
Then one day, I hear something. A voice, from far off. I quietly follow the sound trying to find the source. It’s a masculine voice and it’s the most attractive voice I’ve ever heard. There is something about it that draws me in.
I hear a soft purring sound in my head. “Alessia?” There is no response, but the purr increases a bit. “Oh Alessia. If you can hear me, I’ve missed you so much. I love you. I’m trying to figure out where we are and maybe you can get stronger.
As I’ve spoken to Alessia, the masculine voice has stopped and Alessia’s purring stops as well, leaving me alone again.
This continues off and on, until one day, I hear a feminine voice talking to the masculine voice. Alessia growls in my head. ‘What is it girl? Is it danger?’ I ask my wolf.
It doesn’t feel like danger, it feels like….jealousy. That’s odd. Why would Alessia or I feel jealous over two people talking. The masculine voice stops and the smell of the forest around me dims. The feminine voice continues, and I feel a strange tugging on my arms. When the tugging has stopped and the sounds of the woman are gone, Alessia quietly says ‘Wake up.’
‘Alessia? Alessia are you back?”
‘Not yet, my sweet Angel, but I’m getting there. You need to wake up so I can get. even stronger.’
‘I’ll do anything for you, just tell me what I need to do.’
‘Open your eyes.’
I didn’t realize that my eyes were closed, but as soon as she says it, I open them. I’m no longer in the forest. I’m in a room, lying on a bed. As I look around, I see that I am attached to some sort of line that is dripping something into my body. I immediately reach up and rip it out. I pull it to my nose. It smells like saline. I don’t smell any poison or wolfsbane in it.
I feel weak, but I need to figure out where I am. This room isn’t the one I’ve been living in at the vampire coven. This one feels softer, nicer…safer. What a weird word for a bedroom. Clean, tidy, comfortable, those are words to describe a room. Safe is not one of them and I am not safe. I don’t know where I am, but I know that I have to get out of here before someone finds me awake.
I start to get up when I realize that I am naked. Yep, definitely not safe. Looking down at my body, I can still see the remnants of that last night in the feeding room. The wounds are healing and don’t look like they will scar as badly as some of the others. Maybe Alessia is getting stronger and is helping me to heal.
Before I have a chance to figure out what I want to do, I hear footsteps in the hallway. I immediately lay back down, pulling the blankets back up and over me to cover myself as much as I can. I have no intention of meeting a stranger naked.
When he walks in, he is a giant of a man. His size and build immediately remind me of my father. His hair is a sandy blond color. It probably gets lighter when he’s in the sun. His eyes are a beautiful shade of green. It reminds me of when my mother and I would find wild sage in the woods. And his scent. Oh goddess, his scent is of the forest. It’s the same scent that pulled me out of my hellish nightmare and placed me into the forest. It’s wild and clean and familiar. I take a deep breath, wanting to smell more and that’s when I get the scent. The scent of an alpha.
I catch the whiff of his alpha aura just before his eyes latch onto mine. I immediately grab hold of the fear that is threatening to drown me and pull it back. I know how to manage fear. I’ve become adept at managing my terror. I shut it down. I pull all emotions back and wait for what is to come. I know I can handle it, no matter what it is.