Wolf Bond

Donovon’s POV

My head hammers as voices inside my mind start to get louder, earlier they used to be like commands but now they sound like shrills. More like an annoyance than anything else, but still, they stir these dark feelings inside my heart.

This is something which is becoming usual for me, I can’t even remember how it feels to live without hearing these voices constantly in my head. Sometimes they become fainter, sometimes they are loud but they are always there. However, the difference is that they don’t hold any power over me, whenever I feel like this strange calling I allow myself to think about Ivory.

I picture her face inside my mind, recall the feeling of her touch, the softness of her lips, the love which I see every time her gaze connects with mine then I feel at peace. Then the only pull which I feel is the pull of our bond, calling me to her.

How do I wish our life would have been normal? I hate to see Ivory struggle... her pain. Somewhere, I feel maybe I am a failure who is not strong enough to keep her safe.

She is always there for me, helping me with my demons why I can’t be the same for her?

This question kills me every time it surfaces in my mind.

“Storm,” I call out my wolf, ignoring the noises which are echoing inside my head.

Human.

He answers after a moment.

"Can you connect with her wolf and find out what’s happened?" I request him, ”I am worried, Storm, her bruises her not healing as quickly as they should." I clench my jaws as I gently run my finger across her skin, tracing the bruise on her arm as she is sleeping nestled against me.

After some moments, I feel a slight nudge in my mind as Storm’s voice echoes inside my head.

She is very weak, calling Oliver’s spirit back has taken a toll on them.

Storm replies as anger and pain evident in his voice.

She said they heard a strange voice that asked them to call Oliver back.

He informs me, sounding confused.

Whose voice it might be? And how did they manage to pass through her barrier?

Something doesn’t feel right, Human.

He adds after a moment.

"Why do I feel everything which has happened was to weaken her?" I share my doubt with my wolf, as the more I think about this everything makes sense. They can’t get past her mental barriers, so they tried to weaken her and her wolf physically.

Whoever is behind all this is someone who knows her...who knows us. They are aware of her selfless nature, that she will do everything in her power to protect someone if she can. And that’s what has happened as this time they used an innocent kid because knowing her I can bet on my life she would have done anything to save Oliver even if he hadn’t protected Ella.

This arises another question inside my mind, that how did he protect Ella and from whom?

Fire told me that someone had come to take Ella, but Oliver didn’t let them get her and stopped them outside the packhouse. He took all the beating but never let them get near her. To heal him, Ivory absorbed all his pain that’s why they were able to get a glimpse of what happened from the memories of his torture.

He growls angrily as the same anger brews inside my chest thinking about someone trying to harm my pup.

Fire needs some time to regain her energy so she is blocking their connection and retreating back so that she can heal. Cherry will not be able to shift for some time now.

He whines as he must have felt Fire’s pain a few moments later even he retreats back in my mind, leaving me to think over whatever I have discovered till now.

Ivory slightly stirs in my arms, as discomfort is written all over her face, making her glance at her. Moving slightly she places her head on my chest as her arm goes around my waist. I notice how in sleep she is trying to press her self against me like she is seeking comfort.

Turning to my side, I gather her in my arms her holding her flush against me. Wrapping my arm around her, I tuck her head beneath my chin, as I run my hand up and down on her back trying to soothe her discomfort.

When I am sure she is soundly sleeping, then only I allow myself to close my eyes drifting off to sleep while securely holding my Ivory in my arms.