Cold [Book One]

Chapter Three

~ Tyler~

"I don't know Bree. He doesn't listen. All he does is tell me what to do. And if I don't do it what he says, he gets really mad." I said to my best friend over the phone. I was having pains, deep in my gut, and it made me want to die. It felt wrong and uncomfortable.

"Honey, I know you don't want to hear this, but he could be sleeping with other women. I've heard about the pain a mate goes through when another mate sleeps with someone else." I was shocked.

"No. He wouldn't do that to me. He may not like me, but he wouldn't cheat on his mate." I refused to believe her; maybe he was a jerk, but he wouldn't do that to me.

"I didn't say he was Tyler. I was just saying it could be it." She reasoned.

"Yeah, okay. But no Bree. He's not."

"Right. Well, I got to go to Tyler. Call me again when you can." She said.

"I will. Bye Bree." I groaned and laid flat on the bed.

"My life sucks!" I yelled through the empty house. I need to get out here!

Grabbing a bag of clothes and a jacket, I ran outside and stuffed them behind a tree. I stripped and shifted into my pure silvery wolf with black streaks.

My wolf was so happy I finally let her out.

I ran for hours through the forest. I would stop by a stream to drink sometimes, but then I would go back to running. It was dark out by the time the house came into view.

I shifted and changed, then ran into the house.

I shut the door to only be engulfed by Xavier.

"Where the hell have you been!?" He growled. "I have search parties looking for you." I widened my eyes.

"I was out running! You didn't need to send people out for me. I can take care of myself." I defended. Why would he do such a thing?

"I have a lot of enemies Tyler. You could have been taken."

"It's not like you care anyway." His eyes stayed cold.

"Get to bed. Now. I'll be there shortly." Xavier demanded.

I stomped down the hallway just to upset him more. I threw my jacket in the closet and changed into pajamas.

"Jerk hole Alpha." A snarl escaped into the room as Xavier heard me.

"I'd watch what you say about me Tyler. Wouldn't want another lesson, would you?" He smirked. My glare stayed firm on my face. I got into the bed and tucked the covers easily around me. He slid in next to me, but then turned away. I did the same, falling asleep.

*Dream [HEATED]*

"I'm sorry Tyler. For everything. I love you." Xavier stood in front of me.

"I love you too." I cupped his face and kissed him with all the passion I had.

He gripped me tight t and wrapped my legs around his waist. He sat down on the bed, and his hands traveled up my body, ripping my shirt. He threw the remains on the ground. I didn't have anything underneath and I hadn't worn pants. I was just in my underwear. Xavier stripped of his shirt and shorts then bringing me against him. He hovered over me, breathing out growls.

"Take me," I whispered in his ear.

*End Dream*

I woke up startled. I looked over at Xavier. He was smirking at me.

"Was I any good?" He chuckled. I c****d my head.

"What?" I mumbled.

"You were moaning my name. I asked... Was I any good?" My cheeks flared a bright red, and he broke out laughing.

My mate is bipolar. First, he's pissed at me. Then he is laughing about my ...sex dream. Jerk.

"I'm going back to bed," I grumbled. He didn't answer back, just kept laughing.