Wolf Bond

For some reason, Fire is being restless which is in return making me restless. Her continuous pacing inside my mind is now agitating me. I feel she has sensed something which I am unable to but she is not telling me what it is, and just keeps on howling. Even though I am a werewolf but I can’t understand the language of howling and growling.

“What is this place?” I ask Donovon while trying to ignore my annoying wolf, as I look around the cabin.

Since he has shifted he is looking really weak but this doesn’t lessen his happiness, as from our bond I can experience his contentment to finally be able to let out his wolf.

“This is old border patrol post, earlier it was in use when our pack was small but now no one uses it.” His eyes move around the room, “So, me, Cole, and Wyatt have started using it as our secret spot.” He smiles.

“I used to come here, away from everyone, to clear my mind when I was lost.” His smile drops as he sighs, “This is the only place where I used to find peace. Even though I was being under influence, but whenever I came here I used to let that sense of longing consume me in which my heart was drowning every moment. That acceptance of pain helped me to fight against whatever was influencing me to find you.”

Standing up from the chair he grabs my hand and takes me to a table and my eyes slightly widen when I notice my name is written on each and every paper that is sprawled on the table.

“My mind used to go blank whenever I tried to recall my memories, or when I used to think about you or even when I try to say your name. So I used to write down your name to engrave these letters in my mind so that I don’t forget it.” He runs his finger across the paper while his eyes are fixed on my name whereas I am unable to look away from him.

“Will it make me bad, if I admit that I am feeling a little happy to know that even you were suffering as much as I was?” I bite my lip looking down slightly ashamed of how I am feeling as I should feel bad hearing how he was dealing with everything alone, but honestly, I am not. Somewhere, I feel our pain kept us connected with each other. Like if I was miserable then even he was not happy.

“I am glad, that you are finding happiness in my torture.” He tried to sound offended, but the twitching of his lip is a telltale that he is not serious.

“You know this means that you are the source of my happiness because even your suffering gave me a chance to be happy.” I smile cheekily winding my arms around his waist as I look at him.

“I am flattered, mate.” He rolls his eyes turning his face away from me.

Standing on my tiptoes, I kiss his cheek which makes him release a dramatic sigh as he returns my hug.

“I can’t even stay mad at you, because you do something like this then poof!” His chest vibrates with a chuckle, “All my anger just vanishes into thin air.”

I smile and hide my face in his chest while filling my lungs with his comforting scent as he securely holds me.

Inhaling his scent normally calms me however, as soon as his scent hits my nose my wolf becomes even more irritated which confuses me to no bound.

Donovon senses that something is wrong as he looks at me with a perplexed look, however, even I am as confused as him.

“What happened?” He asks running his hand on my arm to gain my attention as I try to reach out to my wolf.

"Fire, what is wrong?" I ask her feeling worried because of her strange behavior, ”You are scaring me, tell me, what’s going on?"

"Mate... he needs us." She manages to say between growling and then with a fierce growl suddenly she takes over while I go completely blank.

Author’s Note: I have submitted my first story It’s Complicated in the FindNovel.net’s Summer of Love writing contest. If you have liked reading it and want it to win then please, like, share, review, and comment on it. As only the reader’s engagement can help this story to win. Thank you.