Wolf Bond

Donovon's POV

Standing in front of the mirror, I swipe my hand across the mirror in the bathroom cleaning the condensation. Placing my palms flat on the marble counter, I look into my reflection... my eyes meet mine in the mirror.

I clench my jaws as a sudden urge to cry overtakes me. My eyes sting with unshed tears as I keep looking at myself. What kind of life I am living with these broken memories? I know there is someone out there for me, but I can't be with her. I can't even think about her without fearing that the next moment when I will open my eyes I will become a person who is stranger even to me.

My eyes travel to the mark on my neck as disgust churns inside me, thinking of her teeth sinking my neck as I feel like someone is burning me alive... just like I have felt that day.

This mark is a reminder of the curse with which I am living.

The door to the bathroom opens and Emma walks inside.

"Oops, I didn't know you were in here." She giggles pretending to look surprised, but I know she was outside when I have stepped out of the shower. So I know she heard the shower running and knew I am in here.

I turn to walk past her, but she places her hand on my chest and slowly drags her hand towards my neck, running her finger on the mark.

"What do you want, Emma?" I ask, not able to hide my annoyance.

"You." She leans closer, trying to pull my mouth down on her.

"I am not in a mood." Holding her shoulders, I slightly push her away.

"I will make your mood better..." She whispers pressing herself against me while again trying to kiss me.

"No." I yell and push her away, "I said I am not in a mood, can't you fucking understand this." My annoyance got the best of me and moving her to the side I walk outside the bathroom with her hot on my heels.

"You are never in a mood." She grabs my arm and turns me to face her as she throws daggers in my direction, "It is always me trying to initiate everything and no matter what I do, you don't even touch me..." Her eyes slightly widen realizing what she has just said in her outburst.

"I mean to say you never even touch me these days... earlier you used to never let me go and you used to show me how much you loved me with every touch of yours." She quickly changes her sentence, but it is not that I haven't noticed her slip up and her little outburst made my fucking day... "I love you so much, baby, but it seems you don't love me anymore now." She starts crying, covering her face behind her hands.

Love her? Even with my no memories I know I never loved her. The person I love is Ivory.

"I love you, baby, you know that." I wrap my arms around her as these words feel like acid on my tongue, but I have to play along to keep her in dark, "I am sorry for being rude with you, but you have to understand it is hard for me as my wolf is missing and I keep on forgetting everything."

"Did you fall unconscious again?" She asks and I can see how her face lights up hearing this.

"Yeah, I don't know what happened, but when I gained consciousness it was morning and I was in the basement." I shrug, "Its door was locked so I had to break it, to come outside."

"So, that's why you didn't come to me last night?" She asks more to herself than me. And I have to hide my smirk because the entire night I was with Wyatt and Cole as we were trying to come up with ways to stop me from getting influenced until we figure some permanent solution.

"Did you call me last night?" I ask innocently.

"No..." She quickly shakes her head in no, "I was just missing you, and whenever I miss you, you always come to me... because of the connection we share you can feel me calling you. After all, we are mates." She forced a smile on her face.

"Yeah, mates." I nod my head, stopping myself from scoffing at her.

The entire day, Emma is hanging off my arm as I take care of the pack business. She is following me around everywhere, not even leaving me alone for a single moment.

Hell, I haven't even gone to the toilet because I am afraid she will follow me there too.

On the other hand, Wyatt has gone with mom and dad somewhere out of the pack, that's what I have been informed. But no one knows where they have gone.

"Hey, Alpha." Cole comes with teasing smirk on his face, "Hey, bimbo." He looks at Emma with a bored expression as she scowls at him.

"Mind your language, Cole." She grits her teeth.

"Have I called you bitch?" Cole innocently asks, "Have I? No, right. That's because I have minded my language." He shrugs.

Her body shaking in anger as she glares at him and opens her mouth to say something when Cole cuts her off.

"Before you actually become a bitch, more than you already are." He takes a threatening step towards her, noticing she is about to shift, while his eyes flashing as his wolf making an appearance, "Run along from here because I want to discuss some important thing with my Alpha without any unwanted audience."

He growls at her, his Beta power radiating off of him, instantly making her weak wolf submit to his as her head bows down in front of him.

"Leave." Cole blocks her view when she raises her eyes to look at me as he nods his head in the opposite direction.

She quickly scurries away almost looking afraid as she is aware of Cole's wolf, as just like Storm even his wolf don't tolerate her.

When he turns to me, a serious expression settled on his face.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Guards have informed me there has been an issue in the prison, Alpha." He nods his head discreetly because we both know Emma has been eavesdropping on our conversation, "We need your presence there."

I can clearly see he is making up a story because there is something else that he needs to talk about and prison is the place where Emma couldn't hear our talk as guards will not let her past the gates and most importantly she is terrified of prisons. Once when we were young we thought to sneak into prisons, and that experience still haunts her as there were bloodthirsty rogues inside who were ready to tear you down.

"Okay, let's go and see what's the matter." I nod as I start walking in the direction of the prison with Cole walking beside me.

Once we reached the prison, we walk towards the break room at the far end of the prison used by guards during their shift breaks.

"Donovon, are you sure nothing has happened between you two?" Cole asks as soon as he locks the door.

"I don't remember..." I shake my head, "But from what accidentally slipped out of her mouth today, I think I have never touched her. The most we have shared is a kiss because I remember being forced to kiss her..."

"Why are you asking this?" I question him as he looks conflicted.

"It is important for us to find out, what happens when you blackout." He looks at me, "Because she has felt you claiming Emma."

"And now Ivory does not believe me because she thinks I have cheated on her by accepting Emma as my mate." I thrust my hands into my hair as fear gripping my heart of knowing that Ivory thinks that I have betrayed her.

"That's not all, Donovon, she hates you."

His words make my eyes snap up to him as I look at him feeling confused.

Hate is a very strong word, what crime did I commit which resulted in her hating me?

"Donovon, she was pregnant with your girl..." He places his hand on my shoulder looking at me with pain-filled eyes while my mind running in a thousand directions.

Pregnant? My daughter?

Then suddenly I register what he has said as my eyes widen in fear.

"Was?" Swallowing, I ask him hoping it is not what I am thinking.

"She lost her pup because of the pain she felt and couldn't control her shifting..." He glances down as he confirms my horror.

"No!" A scream tears from my mouth as unbearable pain consumes my heart.

Falling on my knees, I bang my fists on the ground repeatedly, hoping to inflict as much pain as I can on myself knowing I am the reason why my pup is dead. I am the reason why she has to go through this pain.

My pup!

Tears stream down from my face while my heart breaks into pieces. The emptiness which I was feeling inside me was because a part of me has gone... my pup has gone.

Ella...

This name echoes in my mind, and in a heartbeat, I know it is my daughter's name...

"Ella..." I scream looking heavenward, crying out in pain for losing my daughter, as suddenly I recall her lemony scent, her strong heartbeats, the connection which I felt with her.

Rage consumes me as my body starts shaking in anger. I can feel stirring in the back of my mind, but I can sense there is some kind of barrier stopping me from reaching to my wolf.

"I am going to tear everyone limb by limb because of whom my daughter has been snatched away from me." A menacing growl leaves my mouth as the presence of my wolf becomes stronger somewhere deep inside my mind.