Chapter 108 – Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel

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“Joaquin!” Mom exclaimed as she ran toward me. She threw her arms around my neck, squeezing me tight. “Oh Joaquin, we will find her. I know we will.” She soothed me, rubbing one hand over the back of my head.

“I hope so, Mom. I won’t ever stop looking for her.” I whispered dejectedly.

“Alpha?” Wesley, Little Bunny’s uncle, said my title as question, he seemed to be at a loss.”

“Call me Joaquin, we’re family now after all.” I told him. He looked taken aback by that, but continued nonetheless.

“Joaquin, what happened?”

“I don’t know exactly, but I’m trying to figure that out.”

“How did this even happen?” Eve seemed to have been crying a lot recently.

“Noah and I were gone on business, someone took advantage of that and orchestrated this situation.”

“You find her, boy. You need to find her so the same thing doesn’t happen to her that happened to my daughter.” The old man’s face seemed to have broken, tears were falling from his eyes and sorrow filled his face. I had never seen the old man behave so emotionally.

“I won’t let that happen to her, Mr. Cervantes. I refuse to lose her to anyone.” I could see Noah standing behind his family, a strange expression on his face, a mix of pain and anger. He was blaming himself as much as I was. He had advocated for me to leave Riviana home as well, he didn’t want to put her at risk, now look what had happened.

“Joaquin, you haven’t eaten or slept since you found out what happened, have you?” Mom sounded worried.

“I can’t, I need to find her first.”

“What use are you going to be to her if you don’t have the energy to function? The same goes for you Noah. I know that you two will refuse to sit idly by and let others rescue her when she is found, you need at least a little rest.”

“I wouldn’t be able to relax enough mom. I can’t bring myself to sleep knowing she’s out there somewhere. Who knows what’s happening to her.” I had been imagining things all night. Horrible things that they might have done to her. My imagination was running rampant.

“Joaquin, you need sleep. You need to be at your best for her.”

“She’s right son, you need to rest. You too Noah. Go get something to eat and get some sleep.” Eve added, backing up Mom’s insistent words.

“I know that you’re right, it’s just not going to be easy. But I promise to try.” Noah agreed.

“That’s all I ask.” Eve smiled at him.

“Joaquin?” Mom implored me.

“I’ll try.” I grumbled.

I did intend to try. Mom forced me into the kitchen where I was given a plate of food made by Abigail. But all I could think about while trying to eat was how Little Bunny wasn’t there. How her not being there made the food taste bland. I managed to force myself to eat almost half of it, but that was all I could manage.

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Joaquin

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I dragged my feet slowly up the stairs. Each step seemed to take its toll on me mentally, telling me I was getting further and further away from where I needed to be.

I didn’t want to go to my room. I would find no solace in there. My room was a place of solitude and loneliness. It was the prison I had sentenced myself to for years.

I turned left at the top of the stairs, away from my room. I followed the scent that lingered from my mate, the smell that drove my wolf wild and made everything seem right with the world. I trudged along, down the hall to her room.

It hurt, opening the door and seeing her room empty. She wasn’t there to brighten the space. But smelling her scent so intensely did help a little.

I was actually starting to feel really tired, now that I was here. I walked slowly to her bed, the bed we shared so recently. The bed where I had learned so much about her body. I felt a hollow ache inside me when I thought about those nights, and how she wasn’t here for me to hold now.

I grabbed her jacket as I passed the chair it was hanging on. The soft blue cloth held so much of her scent trapped in it’s folds. I kicked my shoes off next to the bed and pulled back the covers. I crawled into the middle of the bed, but I didn’t bother to pull the blankets around me, I didn’t need them, I just needed to smell more of my Little Bunny’s scent where it was trapped in her pillows.

With my head resting on the soft pillows, holding her jacket close to my face, I closed my eyes. I didn’t expect to fall asleep so quickly when I came to her room, but I was more exhausted than I thought.

I started to drift into an uneasy sleep. All I could think about was finding my mate. Finding my Little Bunny. Finding Riviana.

I felt myself walking as if on air. The feeling was disconcerting but I paid no mind to it. I was focused on what I was seeing. I was walking through the woods toward an old run down house, approaching it at an angle. It was clearly built in the late 1800s, there was a stone foundation under the dark wooden construction.

The front of the house had two windows and a door, and had a slightly taller pitched roof with two chimneys. The side of the house I could see had four windows, two upstairs and two down. There was a second portion of the house in the back, all one floor, with a small porch set back into the house, walls from the house closing it in on three sides. There were cellar doors near the front of the house, leading down to what was likely to be a very old basement.

I didn’t know why I was seeing this place, why I was here, but I continued walking toward the old house. I thought it would be dilapidated, void of all life, but it was clear that people were here, either living here or coming here frequently.

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