The Lycan Run Away Mate

Chapter Two

FOUR YEARS AFTER.

Kayla.

"Baby, I am home". I announced, my face curving into a huge smile as I made my way to the door to open it, only to freeze as I realized it was still locked and everywhere was as silent as a graveyard.

"Baby?" I called out again, thinking he was probably hiding around. I wanted him to come out but all I got was another round of silence.

"What the f**k!" I cursed as my mind drafted hurriedly, between thoughts, my hands clawing at my handbag on my shoulder in an attempt to bring out my phone.

I brought it out and hurriedly dialed the school's number before placing the phone on my ear and moving back and forth impatiently, as it rang.

At first, they didn't pick and my heart skipped a beat, a huge lump in my throat as I dialed their number again and waited, tapping my foot on the floor, as it rang again with no response.

"Pick up, pick up. Please pick up". I muttered, my voice cracking as my face scrunched up into a deep frown.

'I sure hope they had nothing to do with this and that my son was okay!'. I thought, panicking, when they finally answered.

"Hello, miss Kayla". I let out a sigh of relief.

"Please, isn't Alex, done with school yet?" I inquired, despite knowing I asked a stupid decision. It was past their closing hours.

"Ofcourse he is ma'am, also at home, patiently waiting for you". Their teacher responded and I stiffened, my eyes bulging in shock, as panic began to set in me.

"What?" I whispered, barely loud enough for her to hear as my voice suddenly disappeared.

"What do you mean? He is not here, I came home and found no one. Where is my kid?" I bombarded the woman with questions as my heart raced, the air around me suddenly suffocating that I found it hard to breathe.

The teacher let out a gasp at my words, obviously surprised too and that only made my worry raise to a hundreds degree.

"But that's impossible. I personally handled him over to their driver before leaving the school". She told me, so sure of herself.

"Please can you help me reach the driver or give me his number. Perhaps he is a little bit late?" I suggested, despite having this feeling that wasn't it.

The woman agreed and ended the call on me, and almost immediately, I collapsed against the door, sinking slowly to the ground as my eyes drafted around quickly.

My phone rang again after like 5 minutes which felt like the longest period of my life and I was told, my baby was dropped at home and wasn't left behind.

"I am sorry ma'am, but you might have to look elsewhere. Perhaps someone you know came to take him." The woman said before ending the call on me.

My hands holding the phone trembled as my legs wobbled, suddenly growing weak and I collapsed to the floor with a loud thud, my mind racing with difficulty thoughts.

'Someone I knew? But that was impossible. I knew no one here!'. I thought and hurriedly got to my feet and raced to my car.

I hoped I was just overthinking and Alex was okay. Yes, Alex. I named my son after my father. After we managed to escape Kaiden and his guards, I found a strange portal then entered it and ended up here. The human world.

Unlike back home, where everything was ancient, things were modern and done differently here. It was hard to get used to things and took me three, good, years but I didn't care nor complain.

I was okay with it, as long as I got to be with my son and that monster never found us. He wouldn't even think to look for us here and might even think we were dead.

'I hope so.' I muttered under my breath as I drove to the nearby neighborhood, to each friend I knew Alex had or was kinda familiar with but no one had seen him or even had an idea about where he was.

Every minute someone said no, my heart stopped breathing and I felt like I was dying. Finally, I drove to the police station, heavy tears at the brim of my eyelids.

I dashed in and ignored their greetings, going straight to the point.

"My son is missing!". I cried out and the men on duty raised their eyebrows at me in confusion.

"Really? Since when?" One of them with a beard asked me as he teared out a sheet from the jotter he was holding, to write something on.

"About two to three hours ago". I replied instantly and he stopped, while the other arched their eyeballs at me, looking at me like I was some sort of weirdo.

"What?" I snapped, having no time for their discrimination or whatever they were about to do now.

"You don't report a case unless the said person or people have been missing for at least 48 hours and with what you just reported, it's not even up to 24hours so we can't do anything". The officer with a beard explained to me and my jaw dropped.

'Was he insane?'.

"We are talking about a kid here. What if while you two are slacking off, he is actually being hurt?" I yelled at them, beyond frustrated, bits of saliva coming out of my mouth unto their faces but I didn't care.

The other wrinkled their noses up into disgust, while the other stared at me calmly.

"We are not slacking off, but following the rules rather so please come back after 48 hours". He said, dismissing me and I could feel all the strength I had gathered up earlier leaving my body.

I burst into a loud wail right there, startling everyone who watched me as heavy tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Please!". I begged, sniffling.

"He is all I have". I sobbed, placing my hand on my chest as it clenched tightly to imagine that my baby could be out there, hurting. He hated to be far away from me.

Also, how could the human world operate in such a way, I thought they would be far better than the werewolf world but how could I have been so wrong?

'Did I make a mistake by coming here with my son, so the moon goddess was punishing me, was that it?' I pondered, as I continued crying despite the policemen trying to pacify me.

Soon I started to attract attention and people who pitied me, began to intercede on my behalf so the force had no choice than to send out a search party and I couldn't be more grateful.

I even offered to pay them extra and insisted the follow them, pointing out the children favorite spots or where they could possibly be. We even went back to their school which was closed, but saw no signs of him.

Soon, three days passed and my baby were still nowhere to be found. I became a shadow of myself.

I barely ate and slept, was even being forced to wash up and look presentable so I wouldn't stink.

Most nights, I stayed at the station and watch the guards change shift as fear continued to gnaw at my heart.

'What if something terrible had happened to him?' I thought, knowing I would never forgive myself and would probably commit suicide if that was ever true.

I was personally led by the officers to check all the city's CCTV cameras but no signs of my babies, like someone had intentionally wiped them off.

No traces of them and despite how we asked everyone around for their descriptions, no one had ever set their eyes on them, so we had no idea how they went missing.

At a point, the police officer and school authorities wanted me to give up but I refused to.

"Ma'am, I think we should call off this case". The same police officer with beard which I discovered his name was matthew told me and I turned to glare at him.

"Are you being serious at this moment?". I questioned him as I gritted my teeth against one another, my hands clenching into fists as the desire to smash them into his face and break his nose arouse in him.

He must have noticed my murderous gaze for he instantly moved backwards, his hands raised up in his defense.

"Now. Take it easy. I didn't mean it that way, I just wante.....". He tried saying but I cut him off.

"You just wanted to what? Aren't I paying you?". I demanded from him angrily, raising my tone high.

'Why were these bastards just inconsiderate?' I wondered and hurriedly grabbed my bag, before walking out of the station.

I had to do that, otherwise I would grab the bread knife on the table in front of him and use it to stab him in the eyes which would lead me to get arrested and locked up and that wasn't exactly what I needed now.

I made posters and carried them around, giving people and promising a reward to whomsoever found me my baby. I was still doing that and bent to look at their pictures, the way the smile, filling me with ache.

Tears once again gathered to the brim of my eyes and I didn't know when I bumped into someone wearing a dark clothing, their face hidden.

"I am so sorry." I turned to apologize to them but then stiffened, looking back and forth and seeing no one.

It was as if they disappeared or was never here and I would have believed that if not that I felt our flesh meeting in contact.

The feeling of dread envolped me and my eyes drafted to the ground unconsciously to see a paper which I picked up, hesitantly. I turned it around and my eyes widened in disbelief.

"We have your child. His real identity was discovered and he is now where he truly belong. If you want him back, you will have to fight for him". I read out aloud and felt beads of sweats appearing on my forehead as saliva gathered in my mouth.

My baby had been kidnapped and it was probably by Kaiden. He found us, but how come?

This world was known to a few, did he use a witch or priest to track us down?

Countless thoughts were going through my mind, none that I had answers for as I collapsed to my knees on the floor and cried.

I wanted my son back, how do I get him back? My heart was in a race when I suddenly remembered Kieran, Kaiden's twin.

He could help, he could help me get my son back, after all, he was my second chance mate and Alex might just belong to him as well, but first, how did I end up in all these situations?

Well, it all started four years ago when I found the most gruesome scene ever.