Chapter 12
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Mary's POV
I watched as Skye spoke to little Jeremy and felt joy in my heart. She would make a wonderful mother and give me beautiful grandchildren.
I frowned when I thought about Elijah's foolishness. I know I raised him well, but in many ways he takes after his father. The Kent men are not always the brightest when it comes to women.
The Kent men don’t always try to understand women and tend to just dive head first without thinking.
I felt arms wrap around me and looked up to see Darius, my mate. After all these years I still love him. The mate bond is strong, but it only lays the base to make a relationship work between mates.
So far it seems that Elijah and Skye only have misfortune in their relationship.
"What you looking at, Love?" Darius asked me. I snuggled deeper into his chest and inhaled his scent. The scent that told me he was my mate when we first met all those years ago.
"I am looking at Skye; she seems to have won the heart of Jeremy Wilson."
Darius sounded as though he stopped breathing for a second. I elbowed him and heard him gasp as he took in the scene that I had been looking at.
"That boy has not spoken to anyone in a year since his father died." I looked up at him and noticed his eyes widened. "Is that boy actually smiling?"
I laughed and looked at Jeremy and Skye again. Indeed he was laughing and Skye looked a little confused but happy as well.
I could not help thinking to myself that from now on things could only get better.
Skye's POV
It has been two days now since I last saw Elijah. I have not been able to control the dream state I kept going into. It felt as though I have not slept at all for the last three nights.
I had to keep my hands on the wall and lean against things to prevent myself from falling. I was feeling weak and extremely tired. Caleb was in the kitchen eating with two other pack members when I entered he smiled at me and when he took in my whole appearance he ended up frowning.
"You should see the pack doctor." He said as he got up and helped me take a seat at the table next to him. I tried to sit up straight, but could not even do that right.
I wish I knew how to control what has been going on inside me. I thought about asking Mary and
Darius, but that would mean I had to tell them what I could do.
My wolf told me my mate would be able to help me, but I don't know how Elijah would be of any help to me. I was also still angry at him and didn’t know how I could forgive him for all the stupid things he has done.
My wolf reminded me about my baby and what the sleepless nights are doing to my unborn pup. That shut me up.
"Caleb, can you please take me to the pack doctor?" I asked. Knowing he would not say no to me, but scared that he would think I am weak.
For being stronger than most wolves I seem to only be showing them how feeble I am.
Caleb did not answer; instead he lifted me up, bridal style, and carried me out. The pack doctor stayed about five minutes away from the pack house. I laid my head against his shoulder and felt myself wanting to fall asleep, but it is not sleep that claimed me. I found myself surrounded by orbs again, but this time there was someone else with me. She was not in an orb like everyone else. She was standing in front of me. She looked as though she was tortured and like she has barely eaten anything in days.
"Who are you?" I asked almost scared of what she would say.
"My name is Leah, please listen to me. We do not have a lot of time." She pleaded taking a step closer to me. “You have no reason to fear me.”
"How are you even here?"
She sighed. "We only have two minutes to talk. I am a seer and a bit of a telepathist. It has taken me weeks to get a hold of you. Your life and pack are in danger. You must prepare for war. The Alpha is hunting you and does not think you have learnt about all your powers. It is time you start training. You need to learn how to control them now, you have five months-" She stopped talking. Her eyes were filled with dread before she disappeared and looked at me with tears in her eyes.
I opened my eyes and started crying. Caleb tried to comfort me, but it would not work.
All of a sudden I felt myself being transferred into someone else’s arms. His scent was alluring and comforting. Elijah?
Elijah whispered in my ear that everything will be alright.
"What happened, Caleb?" Elijah asked. I just snuggled closer to Elijah seeking the comfort I needed.
"I was taking her to the pack doctor; she fell asleep in my arms and woke up crying." Caleb replied, just giving him the minimum facts.
Twenty minutes later I was at the pack doctor’s house being examined. Not sure why the two felt the need to talk for as long as they did, but I was not going to complain about it either. The longer they stood there and spoke the longer I was in Elijah’s arms.
"Well the baby is fine, but you are exhausted it seems." Dr. Peters said. "I think now that your mate is back you should be sleeping better. Maybe you two should get some rest now and I will check on you tomorrow."
There is not much I could say to that, I simply nodded and allowed myself to be picked up by Elijah.
I felt safe and my wolf was reconnecting with her mate. Elijah and I might not always get along, but our wolves sure do.
If only we too could learn to get along and not do things that would hurt the other.
Elijah's POV
I held Skye in my arms as she fell asleep. I knew when she woke up later, she would not be happy with me but I just needed to be with her now.
I got home and when I was just about to go inside the pack house I saw Caleb with Skye in his arms.
I let out a low growl when I saw that. Then I noticed Skye crying and I wanted to do all I could to comfort her. I felt guilty and undeserving of her.
When I had her in my arms again my world felt complete. She belongs with me and I belong with her. There is nothing I would not do for her.
I looked down at the woman in my arms. I love watching her sleep. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. Skye is and always will be the most beautiful woman to me.
My thoughts drifted back to reality and I realized when she wakes I will have a lot to make up for. In a way I was praying that she would sleep for two days, so that I could hold her in my arms for as long as I can and listen to her breath and feel the warmth of her body next to mine. As long as she is asleep and not about to skin me alive I knew it would not last forever. Skye will wake up soon and then scream at me and chase me to the ‘dog house’ again.
The problem with that is that although it will hurt not to sleep with her in my arms I know I will deserve it.
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