Lucas POV
Getting home, I don’t know what to do with myself. I’m so confused…
What happened to her? Is she ok? Is she coming to school tomorrow? Will she talk to me? Will she run away from me, again? Will she reject me?!
The thought of her rejecting me scares me and breaks my heart… I want to love her, take care of her… Protect her from whatever is going on! I have to figure out what going on. Something definitely isn’t right….
All afternoon my wolf’s been howling in my head to go to her…He's restless… Something feels wrong…. My arms seem to itch like crazy, almost like there was something burning them. My face feels like a truck ran over it. And my stomach, ugh…
What is going on?! why am I feeling like this?!
I knew today was going to be different. I knew something was going to happen. Never in a million years would I have taught I would find my mate this way.
My mate…
For a few minutes, I think about her, I feel this calming wave washing over me.
She is so beautiful! She’ not so tall, but just the right height to fit perfectly under my arms. She smelt like coconut and summer breeze. Her lips are full, plumped, and a nice rosy color. But her eyes…WOW! What beautiful eyes she has! And they’re green!!! A beautiful, deep, piercing green!
How have I not seen her before? How can we have been going to the same school, living in the same pack, and I’ve never noticed her?!
How has no one ever noticed she was hurt before? And if someone noticed, why haven’t they done anything about it? Why hasn’t Amy ever mentioned she saw her hurt? I know she said she didn’t really know her, and it's true I just found out she’s my mate, but she had noticed her hurt before… If she noticed, why hasn’t she done anything to help her?
“Lucas, sweetie, super time!”
My mother's mind links me. I sight and head down, trying to piece this confusing day together. I wonder what Mike has found out so far.
I try eating, but something doesn’t feel right… I know it’s got something to do with Sienna, but I just don’t know what to do. Should I go looking for her? She might get mad at me if I do… But what if there’s something wrong?
“Lucas? Are you alright sweetie?” My mom is looking at me with a concerned look.
“Yeah…just thinking…. I have this weird feeling something not right with a friend of mine, and I’m not sure what to do. I usually have an idea of what to do or how to handle many situations, I’ve had the training in the UK and from dad, but in this one, I’m feeling clueless, useless and powerless…”
I didn’t want to tell my mom just yet that I found my mate. She would get way too excited and go way overboard. She’d hunt her down to meet her! I want to figure out what's going on first. I want to make sure she’s not rejecting me. (I hope she’s not…) I sure as hell am not rejecting her! I want to make sure she’s safe. I don’t want her to be afraid of me or afraid of being around me. I want to hold her, kiss her…I want to take care of her…Protect her. She is now my everything. I know it sounds crazy, feeling so deeply for someone you just met, but it just feels right! Must be the mate bond.
“Your “friend”? Is Amy in trouble!? Mike?” She asks.
“No. No mom, not Amy or Mike, another friend”
“Another friend? Who is it? What happened? Do I know her? Or him? Maybe I can help!” She says enthusiastically.
I should NOT have said anything to my meddlesome mother. I love her with all my heart, she only means well, but when she goes mother-wolf on you, clear out!
“Mom, I love you and I appreciate that you want to help, but not just yet. This friend of mine is… special… and I don’t want to do anything just yet before I can talk to her…”
“It’s a her?!”
Shit…
“Yes mother, it’s a her…. please don’t go overboard and let me figure it out! I’m just a little confused, but I’ll eventually figure it out!” I say with pleading eyes.
She sighs.
“Hey Lucas, got a minute?” Mike says walking in the dining room.
“Mike, you showed up just in time buddy!” I mind link him.
“Let’s go upstairs” Turning to my mother “Sorry mom, got to go!”
“This conversation is not over my dear boy! I’ll wait until you’re ready to tell me what really going on, but you will have to tell me eventually!” She says to me as I'm walking out the door.
“Yes mother, I will, when it’s the right time.”
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Heading upstairs, I feel anxious. I want to know everything I can about my beautiful mate. But at the same time, with everything that’s happened today, I have to admit I’m a little scared.
“So… What did you find out?”
“you might want to sit down Lucas…” He says to me.
Oh no! What did he find out that’s so bad I need to sit down?
He hands me a fairly big yellow folder…
Sienna Parker, Born May 28th, 2002.
Age 17, 5’6, medium brown hair, green eyes.
Lives at 421 wood street with her mother, no siblings.
Mother: Katherine Parker, 42 years old, 5.11, short black hair, dark grey eyes.
Address: 421 wood street
Work: Secretary / Personal assistant
Father: Samuel Parker, 45 years old, 6”1, dark brown hair, green eyes.
Whereabout: unknown
As I’m reading threw it, one page catches my eyes.
“Am I reading this right?” I ask, looking at him with knitted brows.
Showing Mike what I’m looking at, he sighs deeply.
“Unfortunately, yes. I’ve made sure that all my information was accurate…I’m sorry…” He says to me in a small voice.
“This says she’s been in the hospitals 148 times between the ages of 9 and 14!!!” I exclaim.
“Yes, it seems she been in and out a lot.”
“WHAT THE f**k!!!!!! HOW CAN A SHE-WOLF BE IN THE HOSPITAL 148 TIMES IN ONLY 5 YEARS??? 25 WOULD ALREADY BE TOO MUCH!!!”
I start pacing around my room, I don’t know what I should think…what should I do…How can someone go to the hospital so many times and not raise any alarms? How can no one be concerned that a young she-wolf is in the hospital so much?
“According to the nurses I spoke with, her mothers the one who brought her in, saying she’s a very clumsy she-wolf…” He says to me.
“Her mother? Her mother’s the one that brought her to the hospital?! No one is that clumsy!! I don’t believe this for a second!!“ I ask, furious.
“what do you think really happened?”
After pacing for another 5 minutes without answering him, I let out a heavy sigh and sit back down.
“I don’t know…I really don’t know, but I’m sure she’s not that clumsy…she can’t be…I have to talk to her. I need to talk to her. I have to know what’s happened to her…what’s really happened to her…I just hope she’ll talk to me”