Her Forever

Jack

Every time I hear the heart monitor spike or dip in its rhythmic beeping, my anxiety increases. Which has happened a whole damn lot since we got here. We have been in the medical wing of the packhouse for well over six hours, and they had just finished getting her settled in a medical bed and tended to her wounds.

Lucky for her, she wasn’t malnourished and only had a few superficial scrapes and bruises. Her neck was the worst of it. Derek did a number on her and didn’t want to let go. I was grateful that one of the warriors was quick enough to grab her away from him. It was so fast he had just planted his teeth in her pretty little neck, so no venom even seeped through. The only repercussions were hunks of mangled flesh that hung off of her delicate frame.

For a human, this will be painful as s**t to recover from.

Rosalie, however, looked so peaceful sleeping regardless of her exterior wounds. Once she wakes up, I know she will be in pain, but I can’t help but want to talk to her. I wanted to better explain myself as to why I let. I was doing it because I knew once we mated, I would never leave her side for at least a few months until my Wolf settles. f**k, I was a damn i***t. Making up for this will be my mission, and I will beg for her mercy and forgiveness.

Tracing my finger on her collar bone on her body’s healthy side, you could see small goosebumps form, which only made me smile. Even in a deep sleep, she can still feel me. I hope she will hear me too. I’ve talked to her about the day, about the sky, the weather and what a terrible mate I had been to her. I would do nothing but listen to her for the rest of our lives.

Hearing a knock at the door, I sat up straight as Amanda walked in and shut the door behind her. “How’s Lee doing?” Her face was solemn; everyone was upset that Rosalie was hurt, and it could have been a lot worse. There was no venom, and hopefully, no physical scars will be with her after she has healed. My own Wolf’s saliva helps heal her; being destined to be with an Alpha will only increase the speed at which it will heal up completely. That was the only comfort I was feeling. My strength could heal her.

Thank the goddess.

“She’s alright, sleeping.” I sighed and folded my arms together. I was never going to leave her alone outside the packhouse ever again. I’d be that annoying mate that makes her sit in my lap constantly, carrying her around like a small puppy. I grinned at the thought.

Amanda took a seat beside me and looked at Rosalie, and took her hand. She traced her wrist with her finger then interlaced her hand with hers. “Now that we know that Lee is safe, I can show you something if you like to cheer you up. Lee was super shy at first, but I think her own inner slut came out.” Amanda let out a laugh.

I looked at her, curious and my Wolf perked up. Inner slut? Rosalie and slut should not be in the same sentence. What the hell was Amanda talking about?

“Lee was so upset after you left; Benjamin and I decided to doll her up and take some pictures. We were going to send them to you and make you come home,” she laughed wickedly. “We made her model a bunch of clothes as well as some lingerie,” Amanda wiggled her eyebrows and handed me her phone.

The first few pictures were gorgeous, her in her ball gown and various outfits. She looked so innocent and pure. About 10 images in, she started to loosen up and smile. I would give anything to see her smile right now. As the pictures went on, they got more risqué.

Rosalie in some daisy duke shorts and a crop top had my Wolf salivating. The poses had started out innocent, but slowly she came out of her shell and started bending over, showing her a*s and t**s.

She had a curve to her waist and made her h**s look luscious.

Perfect for birthing any pups we would have. I couldn’t wait to put my hands on Rosalie, feel the apex between her thighs, hell put my head between there and dive in. f**k.

I took the next swipe on her phone, and she was in a string bikini, dear goddess. I felt myself get hard instantly. It was black, lacy, and it pushed up her a*s a bit to show off her glorious globe of an a*s. She was in the hot tub on our balcony, bending, overacting like she dropped something. Her cheeks were on full display, and she had her a*s to the camera. She was laughing and leaning over the railing of our balcony. f**k, it was glorious. Rosalie had never been so bold before.

While staring at her picture, a light bulb went off in my head. Hell, Benjamin was there when they were taking pictures. I let out a loud growl that made Amanda jump. “Was Benjamin near her during this?!” I stood up over Amanda. Amanda quickly submitted, knowing my Wolf was not having any of it.

“No, no Alpha! During swimsuit and undergarment shots, he left! I swear on it!” My Wolf calmed down a bit as we sat back in the chair. My heart rate slowed as I took a deep breath. Rosalie stirred and m****d in pain. “I’ll go get the doctor to get her some more pain meds.” Amanda excused herself while keeping her head lowered, and I continued to look through the phone.

Damn, I’ve never been so Wolf-driven before. I’m usually pretty laid back, along with my Wolf but not when it comes to my mate. Flipping through the pictures more, the more I got turned on. It was painfully hard when I reached the last picture. She was wearing a white laced one-piece suit. She had white garters on, and it went up to her a*s and showed every curve. You could tell by the picture it was crotchless, but she had herself carefully situated so the camera wouldn’t see.

I growled lowly, and Rosalie’s eyelashes twitched. I could smell her arousal; she liked my growling even in her sleep, which made my Wolf puff out his chest with pride. The effect we had on our mate was torture when we could do nothing.

The doctor walked in and put her in a deeper sleep, and Amanda stood by the door. “Alpha, how about you clean up, and I will watch over her. You can link me if you want to check on her.” As much as I wanted to stay, I knew I was dirty. I still had b***d, dirt, and sweat built up all along my body, and for several days without a shower, I was starting to smell like a damn dog. I nodded my head and tried to cover my enormous e******n.

I cleared my throat, “Send those photos to my email,” and left as Amanda snickered in the background. Damn.

Once stripping my clothes off in the bathroom and getting in the hot shower, I immediately put my hand on my d**k. f**k I was hard, and I could feel my heart beating inside it. It was pulsing. The tip of my c**k was glistening with precum, and I rubbed it around the head. Letting out a few large breaths, I started stroking. I gripped it tight, knowing my sweet mate would be tight as well.

I felt damn guilty rubbing one out, but f**k, she’s gorgeous, sweet, and funny. She was going to be alright, the doctor reassured it, but my Wolf kept scratching in my head to get some sort of release.

She is just so gorgeous; even without a mating bond, I would have wanted her. Precious, innocent, lovely, caring, everything I had ever wanted. To top it off, she was damn sexy, and just a smile could get me hard.

Even with her sitting in the infirmary, sleeping peacefully and pain-free, I felt guilty. I wanted her in so many different ways––not just physically but mentally too. I wanted to protect her, love her, shower her with gifts and give her a reason for living. Rosalie had been through so much, and I wanted to keep her safe and help her forget it all.

Taking a few quick pulls of my c**k I felt the fire in my balls. They tightened quickly as I thought about those pictures. She was such a tease; I bet she would send them to me if she weren’t taken to make me want her and come back home. So feisty she was, and she didn’t know it. My kitten.

Pulling and thrusting with my fist a bit faster, I thought about impaling her, taking her virginity, and making her mine. Her p***y would be so wet from me pleasuring her over and over, swollen from my lips around her nub. Faster, I thrust into my hand, and I let out a large growl streaming rope of my seed on the shower wall. I came more quickly than I thought I would, but when it comes to Rosalie, of course, I won’t last. I needed to make sure that when we finally made love, I would last as long as I could and give Rosalie exactly what she wanted.

Drying myself off and putting on some joggers and a tight black t-shirt, I headed back downstairs to relieve Amanda. She sat in the corner, wiping her down, getting rid of the dried b***d off her body. Rosalie was naked underneath, but I felt no desire regardless of my thoughts only minutes prior. She was sleeping and trying to recover. I was here to take care of her. Amanda quickly finished and walked out of the room.

The medical bed was actually pretty large. I made medical attendants put a queen bed in here. When the time came when I found my Luna, and she fell pregnant, I could be in bed with her. To hold her and take care of her while she gave birth to our pups. It had always been my dream for the past hundred or so years once I realized what a mate bond was. I wanted to experience everything with my mate, and now that Rosalie was here, I would do that. Only if she wished to have pups, though.

Curling up next to Rosalie, I pulled her back to my front. She sighed in relief, and I tightened my grip on her. The longer I stayed here, the faster she would heal. My Wolf came forward in my mind and gave her a few licks on her stitched-up neck. As gross as it sounds, my Wolf’s saliva had healing properties that could speed up her recovery process. It already looked so much better than it did before.

Closing my eyes and basking in the bliss of having my mate back in my arms, I couldn’t help but think of the bastard in the prison cells. We’d caught that prick, Derek. My mate would never see him again. She won’t know he would be down there as I torture him over the next year then end his pathetic life.

He put up a good fight though, I hadn’t had a good brawl in quite a while, and my Wolf was more than ready for his cold a*s. As soon as the spell had broken, which we weren’t sure how it happened, we all saw those nasty vamps holding my mate down.

Three damn Vampires against one innocent human. Grinding my teeth, I could feel the b***d that spilled as one by one were ripped off her body, besides Derek. It took a few minutes that seemed like hours for the rest of the squad to get there, and then hell broke loose. Vampire after Vampire stormed the basement, keeping me away from Rosalie. The Vamps were easy to throw away from me and crack their necks, but it took time. I was lucky one of the warriors got to her first.

He would be rewarded later, Darrin. He was one of the top warriors and one of the leaders of the top squads we had. Unfortunately, he wasn’t aware of how to get a Vampire off its prey without ripping skin. He got him off before any venom was introduced to her system, and that was all that mattered.

The whole house was burned to the ground, along with the decapitated Vampires. Derek was taken to the prison cells, and the weak glamour spell was completely broken once the house caught fire. It wasn’t normal for a glamour spell to fail like that. It was to help keep things hidden to Werewolves, humans, and other supernaturals but not other Witches. Witches can see a glamour spell a mile away. However, this spell was even weak for us and it was breaking and crumbling when we had just entered the basement.

Something wasn’t right about it. It had my Wolf pacing, wanting answers.

“Alpha,” Keith linked me. “Alpha, the local Witch coven, Amadaous, is coming in from the north to speak with us about the glamour spell. It is illegal around these parts to use it and want to get some information. The Witch that cast the spell is on the run; looks like she’s got a rap sheet all the way to Bergarian.”

I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose, “Are you able to handle the coven? I’ve already got a few squads out tracking Anana’s scent. Noel found a few items of Anana, and it had her scent.”

“Of course, Jack, take care of your mate. Oh, also, Noel found her mate. He was upstairs in one of the bedrooms. Other than being severely malnourished and dehydrated, she took him back to her pack. I gave the go-ahead since that was what each party agreed on.”

I nodded even though Keith couldn’t see me, “Great job, Keith. Thank you.”

“How is Luna?” he quickly added.

“Better, with the bond and my Wolf healing her, she should be better in a few days.” I stroked her face with the back of my hand.

“Excellent, maybe she will be OK for the Halloween celebration? She has an awesome theme costume going on with Amanda and Benjamin.”

“Hmm, we will see.”

***

After 24 hours in the medical unit, the physician gave the go-ahead to move her to our room. Her wound had healed drastically considering she was human. Even the doctor was even surprised at how fast it had sealed itself. Our bond was strong, and not leaving her side helped considerably.

I laid her on the bed. Rosalie was no longer attached to IV poles or machines; she looked like her sleeping beauty. She would be weak, the physical and mental trauma on her was significant, and I would stay by her side until she recovered––and long after.

The entire pack was concerned, and the constant pull and tapping into the link was getting annoying. I had to block everyone out and have it redirected to Keith. He wasn’t too happy either, but his mate was excited to get him out of their room for a bit.

The pups at the center made beautiful colored pictures for Rosalie and cards and many bouquets of flowers. Everyone loved her so much, and she wasn’t even aware of it. Rosalie had only graced us for a little over a month and had captured so many hearts. All over our room were small gifts, flowers, and cards. She would be so excited to see it when she woke up.

Rosalie sighed once again; I prayed to the goddess she would open her eyes with every movement she made. She needed her rest, but I was a selfish bastard. I wanted her eyes to look into mine and tell me she forgives me for leaving. I’ll swear to her over and over again that I will never leave her. We would be each other’s shadows and travel together as one. That is what mates are all about, though, right?

If she will still have me and be my mate, I’ll never leave her. I’ll be a possessive cliche bastard of an Alpha Wolf, which I think she likes anyway.

Goddess, wake up, my queen.