Too close to lose you

Chapter 11.

Maxwell's pov.

Message...

"Hey Max, this is Amelia. is this still your number."

"Yes, it is.what's up?" I sent back as quickly as I could.

"If you're not busy, I would love to go on that date with you tonight. I need to get away from my family, and they have my friends address."

"Is everything alright?"

"Yes, it’s just…”

“I would love to take you out. I'll send you an address, we’ll take my car from there."

"Thanks, max. I knew I could count on you."

...

Five hours later...

“I told you she wasn't going to come, Ryan!” I growl through the phone, not because I was angry but because my nerves and wolf were getting the best of me.

The longer it's taking her, the more on edge I am feeling.

“Dude, lower your voice. I told you I had a migraine since the dreams stopped. You're going to make me want to crack my skull open, and my skull is too damn pretty for that.” Ryan groaned. his voice sounded raspy like he had just woken up.

I felt sort of bad to keep him up this late, but I needed someone to keep me calm.

I heard another groan, and my heart plummeted.

It sounded like the groan of someone who received bad news.

“She just texted, she’s sorry she can’t make it. She was invited to dinner at the twins' house and couldn't skip because her uncle would kill their father for ...something about high school drama that never died.”

I let a deep growl rumble through my chest. the aggressive vibration scratched my throat like an angry cat was lodged in the back of my neck.

Damn it, I have to reject her before it's too late. that's the whole reason why I asked her on a date so that it could be done privately.

I rolled my shoulders as I felt my wolf come to the surface. The closer I get to dying, the worse I can control my inhibitions. and I'm trying to die peacefully and quietly.

Fuck it, plan B.

“I guess I’ll have to wait for her at her house.” I thought I said to myself but when I heard cackling over the phone I regretfully realized that I spoke out out loud.

The dramatic gasp was on cue just as I realized what I had done “This can't be the same guy who said it was weird for me to attend highschool to be with my mate. Do you know how creepy it is to sneak into a girls’ house? look, i know you like her, but she's not your mate. your mate wouldn't have left you while you were laying unconscious that day.” Ryan said.

Before I said anything in response my reflexes kicked in and I hung up on him. I tossed my phone into my pocket, and started to pace as I thought about my next move without his unnecessary commentary

He may have a point about it being creepy, but he doesn't know what he's talking about when it comes to our relationship. she is my mate, and I have to protect her from the backlash of the matebond when I die.

Damn, I feel like I am about to shift at any moment.

It feels like electric ants are crawling through my veins and leaving a lave like hot trail in their wake.

I don’t know whether to scream in frustration or jerk off the excess heat building in my pants.

I need to do something, or my wolf won't be able to settle down.

As I turned to clean the picnic space I had set on the wooden platform they had in the local park. A smell tickles my nose, and I notice my wolf was getting agitated.

Which is typical with him lately, but this time it felt different.

it wasn't because i was going to reject our mate,

"our deliciously perfect mate." He growls in response as soon as I have the thought.

or because she is so careless with how she treats us.

this time, it was a defensive kind of agitation towards the eerie silence. The feeling of eyes stalking him like prey and the unmistakable scent of different people blood exuding of the person and into the air made it hard to pinpoint where the attacker was hiding. All my wolf and I knew was that smell didn’t belong. The forceful presence was obviously murderous, but he was watching as if he was truly hidden. Waiting for an opening as if he had all the time in the world. I gave a smirk to the poor soul who hid in the woods beside me.

If only they knew how badly they f****d up.

This will be fun. I needed a good hunt.

I shivered in newfound excitement and continued to pack up. That’s when the coward started to whistle.

The bastard wants to make it clear that he was stalking me. He wants to scare me, but he and his poorly hidden friends are only making it almost making it irresistible to rip them apart.

I could feel my wolf pace as if he were in a cage and was waiting to be released.

I normally would fight against him, but my life is being threatened, and these moments are rare.

Ryan and his father are the only ones who knew my upbringing, and so they are the only ones who could tell these fools they didn’t take me in for protection, more for public safety from me.

I am as deadly as they come.

Unfortunately, my family aren’t here, to warn them. Or to give me the speech on blood lust.

No, I meant to say, fortunately, they weren’t here to keep me from making the whole town red.

I miss the black out, the rage, the hunt…

oh s**t.

That’s not me, I know better.

The smile on my face disappeared when I realized all of my mental barriers collapsed. Meaning I am vulnerable and unpredictable as a hungry bear. My wolf was more on edge as the whistling got louder, as if knowing I figured it out.

The tune is almost hypnotic. The pain of the boiling blood in my veins feel more like sweet adrenaline to me and it feels s****l.

I shook my head furiously and swatted the air as the musical notes began to feel like relentless bugs were flying into my ears.

“Shut up! Who sent you?” I yelled, My growl turned into a groan as the whistling got louder.

The one sound had become two.

The one in front still hidden continued to whistle as the others spoke, "the organization finds what hides not for the prey but for the prize.” In unison, they repeat the riddle in a memorizing tone.

In a sickening sweet tone. like a mother singing her child to sleep just to smother them with a pillow kind of sweet.

I stumbled forward and backward as if I was being pulled from all sides.

No I can’t fall for this s**t I know …better?

I growled, hoping it would tune out the noise, but my growl only seemed to carry the noise on its wings and dove straight into the deepest parts of my mind.

Just as I feel like I’m going to pass out from the overstimulation.

They started to chant in a foreign language. as they did, my heart started pounding to the rhythm of the chant, I started to pant heavily as the music began to fog my mind. It felt as if I had taken a party time mushroom.

I-I could feel my wolf losing control, begging to get out. I started to shake from the effort of keeping him restrained now that all of his bonds were broken.

I started to retreat, not knowing what else I could do.

And instantly heard the chuckles surrounding me.

Damn it!

That was a mistake. I should've known better than to have shown weakness I’m an alpha.

The movement just encouraged the sirens as they sped up their chant.

“I always give three chances and only three. If you want to live. Submit!” The question hit my will like a drum.

I scoff so hard it scratches my throat a little.

Me? I’m an Alpha!

“You know damn well my life is not the one at risk tonight.” I said through gritted fangs.

Why are they doing this? They should know that I can kill everyone here. it's a suicide mission.

Not seeming to have had enough of his taunting the hidden figure continues

“Oh? Then shall I go find your cousin instead? I’ll have you know I have a thing for bondage. Something about it is just” he pauses before a low chuckle emits from him, and I have to catch myself.

When did I get so close to the woods? as soon as I heard my cousin mention, I almost blacked out and crossed most of the field.

There is still a safe amount of space if I stop now.

But it’s nowhere near enough to keep my wolf from wanting this Whistler's neck squeezed between his teeth.

“If you manage to walk away, you are free alpha. This is the second chance what will it be.” I felt my body begin to shift at the insult.

Alphas do not retreat.

“You will not threaten me, I will destroy you!” My wolf said, not liking the demands and disrespect coming from the smiling voice.

I can just hear the smile in the b***h's voice. If the woods were big enough I would enjoy killing him.

The Whistler continued digging his tune into my head. But I don’t care.

Screw this if they want to die then i will gladly send them to hell.

Yeah, If I’m fast enough I can end them.

Snap

and hide before anyone passes.

Crack…crack

The street light are on.

Snap…

this town should be sleep by now.

I…can…let…go.

It was almost erotic when I finally let my wolf take control. Lowering myself into a low crouch, I remembered the feeling of my muscle tightening. The smell of blood and the sound of this intoxicating song.

Finally, I let my wolf take full control and allowing myself to fade out.

I won’t remember anything tomorrow until I see the scene, making the pictures pop in my head until the last scene unlocks the hunt fully, every time I close my eyes. It’s a part most people hate, but it was my favorite part.

it was like I get to relive the moment.

I’m going to enjoy this

Crack!

My head snaps and a low growl emits from my throat as a twig snaps not too far from my shifting body. “Hey I’m so sorry I’m late-”

Fuck.

No.

I try to snatch back the last strand of sanity I had but it's like I'm being pushed away from it.

And that’s when my wolf took control.

...

"I'm going to die tonight, aren't i?" she whimpered

"I don't know I can't see. I taste blood, is it yours?" I think in response.

...

"run!" She screamed

"I can't leave you, you saved me."

wait, I was just saved.

"You have people who need you, remember?" she said almost soothingly.

"I can't leave you." I could hear my voice shake with emotion.

"Mark me."

"Hell no, i'm going to die alone."

"Mark me,and you..."

What did she say, it's slipping from my memory.

Damn it is this a dream?

"You are heard, mark me." As she spoke with conviction I hear my wolf whine in confusion.

‘You are heard’ what does that mean?

Damn it all of my senses are f****d up from the spell and my illness

"Are you my mate? I can't hurt her. I have to protect her." I think as a gush of sweet metallic fluid slides down my throat.

Fuck, that feels so good. It’s making my teeth tingle in longing to do it again.

"That's it, it'll be ok." I heard. Suddenly my wolf began to howl and growl filling our bond with his lust and need for his mate.

Wait, Are you my mate? If you are, please run. I can't stop myself, I'm just so scared I need my luna.

I need to complete the bond.

"Your desires are completely natural." I heard whispered against my ear.

My desires will put your life at risk. i shouldn’t be so weak,I'm sorry my mate, i'm so sorry.

"..."

"What."

"..."

"I can't hear you, but I can feel you, my mate. You feel wonderful."

"They found me, Alpha run!"