Filed To Story: Goddess's Design His Fated Mate (Willow & Reuben)
“Shock?”
I gazed down at the innocent faces of my children, feeling a surge of protectiveness. The thought of their innocent minds facing a shock that extreme at such a young age boiled my blood. “When will they wake up?”
I questioned, holding both of their small hands.
“The shock seems to have been quite intense. It may take several hours or even a day for them to wake up. The positive is that they will wake up. We will continue to monitor their condition, Alpha,”
he explained before excusing himself.
I gently caressed Wyatt and Lori’s heads, whispering, “Don’t be scared of anything. Daddy is here,”
I tenderly kissed their foreheads. Their steady breathing and beautiful heartbeats reminded me of the day 6 years ago when I first felt a connection with the both of them while they were growing inside Willow.
A while later, two doctors entered the room to monitor the children’s conditions. They had been keeping a close eye on them. I had to leave the room and Oran and Bix followed me out. Only we encountered Walter waiting outside, who had been waiting for us the whole time, leaning against the wall and smoking.
I simply ignored him, intending to walk past him, but he spoke up before I had the chance. “Earlier, I spotted blood and deep scratches on Willow’s thighs and arms. Is she ”
He paused, his gaze studying every change in my expression. “Is she ”
he could not utter that word no matter how hard he tried.
He closed his eyes momentarily, crushing the cigarette in his palm, before continuing, “I looked into the pack that was burnt down 11 or 12 years ago, like you had asked.”
I turned to face him as he handed me a diary. “As I mentioned, my father’s friend died long ago, and the pack’s name was buried with him. However, while going through his belongings, I found this diary. He had a habit of writing diaries,”
he explained.
“Do you mean we’ll find something related to that pack in this diary?”
Bix questioned.
“It’s almost completely burnt,”
Oran pointed out.
“True, but I found a half-burnt page and found something of high importance,”
Walter replied, opening the diary and pointing at a few lines that were still intact. “He mentioned the name of the man who was behind that mysterious fire.”
I glanced down at the half-burnt page and ran my finger over it to wipe the blackness off of the letters. Four letters came into view, “Dark ”
Finally the shadow I saw in footage and the third person’s presence I felt between Willow and I had a name. The name that Willow had told me.
Reading that name, I clutched the diary tightly in my hand. “Dark ”
I grumbled under my breath, my blood boiling in rage. His shadow once again came to mind. Digging my claws into the torn diary, I ripped off the page where his name was written. Dropping it on the ground and crushing it under my foot, just as I took my first step to leave Willow’s scream entered my ears.
“Is that Willow? Why is she screaming?”
Oran asked as he looked at me.
My muscles tightened sensing her unimaginable terror. I immediately raced down the corridor towards the ward Willow was staying in then stormed into the room at lightning speed only to find her pinned to the bed by three doctors.
“WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE DOING?!”
I roared, charging at them. “LET HER GO!”
All of them dropped Willow’s arms and legs, flinching away in horror at the sight of me casting bloodthirsty glares at them.
“Alpha she she is ”
one of the doctors, who had received a particularly deep and severe set of claw marks to one side of the face, stammered. It wasn’t just him either, the other doctors were just as badly injured. I slowly turned my attention to Willow who was no longer on the bed but curled into a ball in the corner of the room, her claws dripping blood.
“Everyone get out,”
I ordered. Everyone fled from the room at lightning speed. As the door closed, I walked closer to Willow.
“Don’t don’t come..”
she stared at me with large fearful eyes.
“Willow, it’s me,”
I said quietly, inching closer to her. “It’s me, Reuben.”
“NO! DON’T COME ANY CLOSER!”
she shook her head, curling further into herself in the corner, “GO AWAY!”
“Willow! Look at me!”
I could not bear for her to be scared of me. The look in her eyes was enough for me to understand that she was unable to recognize me or something. “I will not harm you,”
I stretched my hand out for her to grab. “Come here come to me ”
I softly touched her arm.
“DON’T TOUCH ME!!”
Screaming like crazy, she viciously attacked my arm with her long claws then ran away.
Hissing, I turned around and grabbed her waist from behind.
“AHHHHH . DON’T TOUCH ME! DON’T TOUCH ME!!!”
she screamed at the top of her lungs, struggling to break free from my grasp. It was the first time that I had a hard time handling her. I turned her to face me and kept a tight hold on her body.
“Willow, calm down. It’s me,”
I assure her but she kept shaking her head as she continued to riddle my chest with wounds from her claws. I put one hand on her back and caressed her, “Willow it’s okay. It’s okay ”
“NO!! Let me go,”
she hurt my shoulder this time. “DON’T TOUCH ME. DON’T..”
struggling to break free from my hold, she cried her eyes out until they were red, and she screamed to the point where I was afraid that she would lose her voice.
“STOP!”
I yelled, grabbing both of her arms as I looked into her eyes with my wolf’s. She froze in place, her teary eyes wide and fearful. Taking in her condition, my heart softened as I touched her cheek, “Willow, look at me. It’s me Reuben,”
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
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