The Love Of An Alpha Lycan

Chapter 4

"I think Raine needs to change her clothes before she catches a cold." Raphael pointed out Raine's wet sweatshirt and jeans.

Torak glared at Raphael who consecutively sent his mate away, but agreed with his point. "Yes, you need to change." He grumbled.

Torak reluctantly let go of his little mate who was shivering from fear and cold, swiftly she hid herself behind Anne's back.

Raine didn't immediately go to change her clothes, but slightly tilted her head, asking Anne's permission. Only after Anne nodded, she moved away.

Torak didn't like this.

Why would his mate need to ask for permission to leave?

"Raine, I think you forgot something." Raphael raised the white plastic bag that was contained with medicine that Raine brought before.

Raine stopped and turned to look at him, but didn't make any movement to come closer. Probably still afraid if Torak changed his mind and caught her again.

Occasionally, she would glance at Calleb direction. This gesture confirmed Calleb's guess earlier that mentioned she was able to see him.

Torak snatched the white plastic bag from Raphael's hand and strode towards her.

Raine became tense to the point where she was considering running away, but Torak briskly took her hand and handed it. "Change your clothes, we will leave immediately." He said.

He could see the confusion and fear in her eyes as she clutched the plastic bag from him and ran away, cut off the sparks that Torak felt from the skin to skin contact with her. He took a deep breath to calm his inner wolf that wanted so badly to chase after his mate.

[Follow her] Torak said through mind-link to Calleb who was chasing his own tail.

The grey wolf stood on his four legs and began to walk lightly toward the direction where Raine had disappeared.

Inside the office, Anne left an old woman with round glasses perched on the bridge of her nose, before she left the room, saying she would check on Raine. The old woman looked grumpy because her good night sleep was interrupted.

However, neither Torak nor Raphael paid attention to this fact. They needed to finish the matter here as soon as possible. It was already polite of them to deal with this paper of adoption and followed the rule instead of bringing her away in the first place. Mrs. Lang, the person who was in charge in the orphanage, looked anxious when she handed all the papers that were needed to be signed.

"Mr. Donovan, you still have a counseling meeting to attend." Mrs. Lang was holding Raine's document when she explained the procedure of adoption.

"I have to return to the Redriver City this morning and I will bring her with me, any following procedures will be handled by my people." Torak said with finality as he took the documents in Mrs. Lang's hand impatiently.

He sat on the couch and let Raphael deal with the grumpy old lady. Both of them were talking about the procedures of adoption while Torak was flipping Raine's document.

"She had been in a mental institution for three years?" Torak said out loud his question while still holding the report.

"Yes, she was just discharged a year ago." Mrs. Lang said. She pushed her glasses while she continued.

"She never talks since the first time she was here."

"What happened to her?" Raphael chimed in.

"Based on the report that I received, at the age of eight, she lost both of her parents, after that there was a close friend of her father who adopted her, but that family found something wrong with Raine and put her in a mental institution."

"For what reason?" Raphael asked, although somehow he knew the answer.

Mrs. Lang shrugged. "They said she kept talking about something that doesn't make sense."

"Such as?"

"She kept talking about horrifying creatures around her and there was one of them that wanted to kill her."

Raphael glanced at Torak who was tightening his grip on the paper, his jaw clenched tightly when he heard there was another supernatural creature hunting his mate and this fool human put Raine in mental institution instead.

"The family that adopted Raine didn't want to take her back, so they put her in this orphanage." Mrs. Lang sighed. "May I know the reason why do you insist on adopting her?

Raphael was about to answer, but Torak beat him to it. "I owe her father a great favor, so I intended to return the good deed." Torak lied smoothly.

It seemed Mrs. Lang only asked that question out of curiosity, not even concerned to ask for more detail. Apparently, she was relieved that there was someone who wanted to take the girl.

Honestly, she was a little bit scared by Raine's behavior.

That girl is unusual...

Torak didn't like the distasteful look that Mrs. Lang showed him when she talked about his mate as subconsciously he let out a deep growl that startled her.

Raphael cleared his throat when Anne walked inside the room to save the awkward situation.

"Where is Raine?" Torak stood up in alertness when he saw Anne came alone.

Anne gave the hot billionaire a hesitant sheepish smile before she answered him. "She refused to come out of her room, I couldn't persuade her." Without waiting for another explanation, Torak had taken another step towards the door, didn't even bother to ask Anne the direction to Raine's room. He could track his mate's scent just fine without their help. The refreshing smell of the damp earth after rain, it soothed his strain nerves. For Lycanthropes and werewolves, their mate's scent was stronger than any other scents that they could smell.

His mate's smell brought him along the hallway and down the stairs that seemed connected to the basement. He frowned.

Why did his mate live in a basement?

He followed the stairs to the dim hallway, at the end of it, he saw Calleb's grey wolf form pacing back and forth in front of an old wooden door.

Torak used his lycan's speed to approach Calleb. In the next seconds, he stood in front of the door and turned the knob, but it was locked. He trailed his fingers on the surface of the wood.

He was considering to bust it down with force and made his way to his mate, but it would startle her and scare her. The last thing he wanted was his mate to be afraid of him.

He could feel her fear when he held her earlier and that made him uncomfortable.

[What happened?] He asked Calleb through mind-link. The grey wolf stopped walking as he sat on his back leg while looking up at Torak. [Supreme Alpha, she is able to see me in my wolf form and because I followed her, apparently it scared her.]

Torak glared at Calleb that made the wolf lower his head straight to the floor.

Not long after that, Raphael, Anne and Mrs. Lang approached them. They were running down the stairs and almost lost their breath when they reached him, except Raphael of course, he didn't even break a sweat.

"Mr. Donovan, how did you know this is her room?" Anne asked, puzzled.

Yet, Torak was so impatient to even hear her question as he asked hurriedly. "You have a spare key to open the door?"

"Yes, yes..." Mrs. Lang was still panting when she pulled out a bunch of keys from her pocket. "She always locked herself inside the room, so I am always ready with her key room, in case she did something stupid inside there." The old woman grumbled while she put the key inside the lock and turned it over.

The 'click' sound echoed in the dim hallway when the door finally opened.

Torak took over the knob door from Mrs. Lang's hand as he pushed it open and impatiently walked inside the room.

He balled his fist when he saw how poor the condition inside his mate's room, his bathroom was bigger than this. Inside that small room which only consisted of a small bed, a small cabinet and small table, he saw Raine curled on the corner of her bed. Trembling while hugging herself, burying her face between her knees.

Torak stopped on his step.

"What are you doing sitting there? Mr. Donovan had been waiting for you." Mrs. Lang scolded her. "Hurry and pack up your things." it seemed almost as if she couldn't wait to get rid of Raine.

"Get out." Torak closed his eyes to hide his eyes that had turned black. With the way Mrs. Lang talked to Raine, he couldn't help but imagine the poor treatment that they had been giving her and the way she had been living in fear made him unsettled. When there was no movement, he faced them with furry burning in his eyes. Patience has never been a forte for any lycan.

"I said. GET. OUT!" Torak stressed every syllable in his words.