My Long Lost Mate

The meeting has ended, but Alpha Harry stopped me from leaving the room to listen to his proposal for a new business in our land. After wasting 10 minutes of my time listening to his ramble, I concluded that his plan was shit.

He was a person full of ideas, but unfortunately, it was all gibberish. I listened to him in the hope that this time he will give out a better idea, but he again came up with a stupid and unrealistic plan.

I shrugged him off and left the room. His giddy expression soon turned crestfallen after I rejected his plan. But I'm sure he will come up with another proposal the next time I meet him.

I walked back to my office, but Violet was not there. I sniffed the air, her scent lingered in the room faintly, meaning that she was not here for the past hour. I turned the knob of my door and continued to sniff the air to search for her scent. I was sure she was still in the building, as I could still smell her. But no matter where I search for her, she was not in sight. I started to grow anxious the longer I didn't know her whereabouts.

I can't ask for my guards to search for her as they didn't know Violet yet and Andrew was training the people. I quicken my pace to look around the building for her, still to find nothing. Her unique scent mixed with the other werewolves scent in the air, so it was hard for me to find her.

Her scent started to grow stronger by the time I was at the very back of the building. This area was rarely visited by people as there was nothing in here beside an empty space, so I doubt Violet was here, but her scent says so.

I saw Violet curled up by the corner with her head between her knees. As I grew closer, I realized she was trembling, and blood splattered around the floor surrounding her. Her knees were bleeding, and there was a deep wound on both sides of her small hands. I can feel my wolf urging me to take control as rage devours us after looking at her state.

I quickly crouched down and held her shoulders, but she pushed me away as she was surprised by the sudden touch, "No! no! Please stop!" She yelled with her eyes closed as tears started to cascade her cheeks. Her voice was filled with horror, and it broke my heart to hear her voice such a helpless sound.

"Violet, it's me..." I said, trying to calm her down. After realizing my presence, she raised her head up to me, and tears flowed down her cheeks more profusely. I pulled her to my embrace, "It's okay, I'm here now," she clenched her trembling hands to my shirt and buried her head to my ċhėst. I patted her back slowly, "Let's go back to your room."

I lifted her in my arms and walked back to her room. After finally reaching the destination, I went straight to the bathroom and placed her gently on the edge of the bathtub. I was burning with rage, but I tried to subside it as I need to calm Violet down first.

I kneeled in front of her and wiped off the blood on her knees and hands gently. Every wound I found on her body made me even more enraged, and my wolf was so close to taking over. By this time my eyes were probably glowing bright red, a sign where my wolf was on the surface.

After wiping the blood off her wounds, I carried her and sat her on the bed, "Tell me, who did this to you?" I asked as gently as I could. I sat beside her and cupped her cheeks for her to look my way.

Her swollen cheeks came to my sight as she looks at me, enraging me even more. Her soft brown hair was also chopped making one section of it shorter than the others. Whoever did this to her won't be able to live another day.

"Hunter," she replied with a tiny voice.

A low growl escaped my mouth unconsciously after hearing the familiar name. He was Alpha Morris's son, a very rude and barbaric man. He was one of the men who I disliked the most, but I couldn't do anything as he was under Alpha Morris's protection. His dad was my dad's best friend, a very reliable and respectable man, opposite to his son.

Ever since he was rejected by his mate, he goes crazy and made a lot of trouble to the werewolf kind. But the great contribution of his dad saves him from most of it. Now even his dad's protection can't get him out of this trouble he made. I'll make sure so he won't be able to see the sun anymore.

I stood up immediately, ready to kill the bastard. Just as I was going to leave, Violet tugged on the hem of my shirt, causing me to halt. "Please... don't leave me," her eyes were filled with tears, and I couldn't bring myself to leave her alone.

"Yes... I'm sorry," I sat back down, "I'll be here by your side," I hugged her as she hugged me back with her trembling hands. I was pleased that she felt safe with me around, and her touch helped control my wolf.

She sobbed in my arms, so I gently tapped on her back and pushed her slightly away to look at her face, "Please don't cry..." I kissed her swollen cheek softly, "You are breaking my heart," I said as I ċȧrėssed her rosy cheek.

"Why do I have to go through all this?" She asked while looking down, "Am I born to be tortured?" Another tear rolled down her face.

"Don't say that. You are born to be loved, to live happily," my thumb wiped the tears on her cheeks, "I'll chase all of the bad guys away from your life."

A faint smile appeared on her face, "Please do that," she said while staring at me with her tear-filled eyes, "I will," I replied and planted another kiss on her forehead.

"You should rest," I pushed her body slowly so that she laid down on her bed. I then followed beside her and rested one of my arms on her waist as I pull her closer to my embrace.

She looked up to me in surprise, but instead of backing away, I snuggled closer to her. She was reluctant at first but soon complied and buried her face into my ċhėst. A smile sprawled on my face after her actions and I stroked her head rhythmically.