Chapter Three: A Punctured Balloon

It couldn’t be true! He was mistaken!

“That is not funny” I said in a dry and bitter voice.

“But I am telling you the truth” he said a small smile playing on his rosy lips as bent down in front of me and took my small hands in his large ones. “Look at me” I did “You Emma are my mate” he said in firm voice.

“No” I shook my head not believing him “I am a hunter not a werewolf” I said not understanding this crazy and grief-stricken man. “You’re just finding someone who looks like her to fill her place” I voiced my theory on this odd and frustrating crisis – that is what this was his early mid-life crisis.

Anyway why would he want me to replace this girl? It is not that I am not pretty. I am. I have curly black hair like coal. Pretty sapphire eyes and a somewhat substantial bosom as some have put it. There was no use in saying I was ugly because I knew that I wasn’t but all the same I didn’t go out and flash myself about like some girls. I hate male attention half of the time and I rather read or watch a movie with Chris. But I wasn't that nice of a person with me being trained to kill at aged twelve and all. It was like what you see is what you get. I was harsh at times but always told the truth no matter what the cost. I was like my dad.

“Why can’t you just believe me? I have waited so long. I had given up hope” he sighed turning away from me which I didn’t like. “Why has the triple goddess blessed with a creature that doesn’t trust me?” he exhaled loudly running his hands over his face. “Come on we’ll talk about this in the morning” he said after some time. I nodded.

I needed to get out of here! But I found myself attached to this werewolf, however I brought myself to slide out of the warm covers when Turlough’s breathing had finally evened out informing that he had fallen asleep. I crept out of the room after grabbing my things from his room and closing the door slowly in till it made a click. I winced hoping and praying that wouldn’t wake him.

I slowly and soundlessly made it down the first flight of stairs and passed the office we were in earlier. Just as I was about to place my foot on the next flight of stairs a door opened to my left. I turned. Stood in the door way in a purple vest top and white stripy shorts, was Avery her hands on her hips and an eyebrow raised. He looked behind her at something before closing the door softly.

“Where do you think you are going?” she whispered at me anger washing off her as she took my hand and led me down stairs to the kitchen.

“I... err...” I spluttered out trying to explain myself.

“I know what you were doing” she said leaning against a shiny white work top. “But you have no idea what that will do to him” she said looking me in the eye.

“He is crazed” I muttered

“No he’s not” she snapped protectiveness spilling out of her I felt shame root itself in the pit of my stomach as I looked at this mother like figure. I bowed my head in shame.

“You don’t understand what it has been like for him” She sighed after a while “I take it he has told you that you’re his mate?”

“Yes but he is mistaken” I said not looking at her.

“When he saw you with another male it broke him. He came back from London empty and hollow. His wolf wouldn’t speak to him and I believe at one point he tried to kill himself” My head snapped up at this.

“I have never been in a relationship” I said to her.

“Well whatever he saw it almost killed him. Ryan said he wouldn’t come out of his room in till Rohanna fixed him.” Who was Rohanna? Was she a former lover?   “He’s just an empty shell Emma” she said sadness filled her eyes.

“I’m not his mate” I said firmly.

“You know I didn’t want my mate to start with.” She stated

“Why?” I wanted to know why she would turn down a man like Ryan who what I have seen is strong and powerful but full of love for her.

“I didn’t think I was good enough for him. I was scared he would turn out like my father and mother.” She shrugged

“What made you change your mind?

“My wolf and Ryan” she smiled at me “having a mate means you feel whole, complete. Ever felt like something was missing?” I nodded knowing what she meant; everyone has felt it at some point or another. “Well that because you’re missing your soul mate.” Avery said.

“But that doesn’t mean Turlough is my mate” I said in a matter of fact kind of way.

“Tell me when you first saw him you didn’t think he was the most handsome man you had ever seen?” she said

“Yes but that doesn’t mean...”

“Your heart didn’t skip a beat when he looked at you or smiled?”  she grinned “you wanted to make him smile”

I nodded

“And when you looked in his eyes the world seemed to almost stop and nothing matter apart you and him?” She asked.

“But...”

“But nothing Emma; he’s your mate and there is nothing you can do about.” She said “When he touched you for the first time did you feel a spark like an electric shock that hits your heart?” I nodded and a large smile spread across her face as shock washed over me in a massive wave almost knocking me off my feet.

“But... I can’t have a mate... I am a hunter... Oh my god this is so messed up” I said shaking my head in dismay.

“I know but Turlough will bring out a better side of you. You’ll be good for each other” She said softly.

“Avery you don’t understand you being like a princess and all among these wolves you never meant a hunter I take it?”

“I have last year when they attack Ryan little sister in the woods. I was rouge then or a lone wolf as you call them” she said bitterness leaking from her words as it hit me. This was the Alone girl.

“You’re The Alone Girl” she nodded “You killed ten hunters with guns” this small girl in front of me became my sudden idol. Yes she had killed humans but she was strong and powerful everything I wanted.

“Yes I did” she said almost sadly.

“I don’t understand how you could have killed them all” I said shaking my head at the whole idea of this tiny woman taking on full grown hunters.

“It doesn’t matter what matter is why you are running away from Turlough – again!” She brought back the crisis in hand that my mind had slipped for a few seconds. I couldn’t have a werewolf mate or a soul mate at all! This was wrong; I didn’t want one and I didn’t need one.

“Avery I can’t you should understand” I sighed looking at her golden amber eyes almost pleading with them to understand. I was scared and I needed time to think. I couldn’t just give up everything for him nor should he expect me to!

“I do understand!” she said sadly “but you’ll be back trust me! Go through the back door” she opened the sliding doors that lead to a large yard.

“Thank you” I said stepping out the wind hitting my pale face and the smell of the damp woodland that surrounded the yard filled my airways.

“I’ll see you soon” she said shutting the door on me before I could reply that she wouldn’t. I wasn’t planning on come back at all. I didn’t want a mate.

I ran as fast as I could to the tree line the wind whipping my hair behind me. I was free and that is what I liked the most!

No one told me what to do when I was in the woods between this pack house and the compound I was free to do what I pleased. I sighed, feeling a sadness root in the pit of my stomach.

When I finally reached the compound I entered soundlessly and drifted off to my room.  I opened the heavy door to my room and there sitting on my bed was Chris and worst of all, my father with an emotionless expression.

“My office Emma” he said as he took my arm and dragged me to his office. He threw me in and sat behind his desk.

His mouth a grim line on his face and his small ash eyes a blazed with white hot rage as he looked at me. “What did I tell you?” his voice was calm but I could feel danger within his tone.

“I can explain” but I know I couldn’t I had disobeyed him once too many. Fear welled up inside me as I looked at the empty shell that was my father.

“I am waiting” he snapped anger leaking through his bitter words.

“Father I’m sorry”

“Sorry” he snapped “do you think sorry is good enough you disobeyed my orders again!” he shouted “You never came back from this so called ‘hunt’ in till the early hours of the morning!”

“Father I”

“No shut up” he snapped glaring is scorching lead eyes at me. “Tell me what happened” he snapped. I couldn’t tell him what happened but I couldn’t lie to him either. He can feel when someone lies.

“Father I can’t” I said a tear slipping from my eyes.

“Don’t cry! Crying is a weakness” I batted the tear away quickly

“Sorry” I muttered in a low and broken voice.

“Tell me what happened, Emma?” he said softly concern leaking in till his words. I looked up to see a worried father.

“I meant a werewolf” I said sinking down onto the cold wooden floor of the office.

“Go on” he said softly sitting back in his chair to listen to me.

“He was kind to me” my father sneered “he said that I was his mate” I whispered the last but my father caught it still anyway.

“What” he screamed like a banshee “he didn’t mark you did he, did he bite you?” he was in front of me now shaking my shoulders violently “Did he?” he shouted in my face.

“No” I said another tear slipping down my face. I wished I had stayed I thought to myself but banished the thought from my head quickly.

“Go” he said when he moved away to stand by his desk holding the side of his neck with a pained expression on his face.

I slowly got up from the floor, misery setting in my heart as I left the room. Outside was Chris with a blank expression. I wanted to run to him and hug him tight but as I neared him disgust filled his eyes.

I was so puzzled that I didn’t even see it coming. Chris punched my face, hitting my left cheek.

“You fucking bitch” he snapped grabbing my hair “you ruined everything” I winced in pain “now you’re a fucking werewolf lover” I collapsed to the floor in pain as he kicked me in the stomach.

I could see the cruelty in his eyes.

“We were suppose to get married and be the next leaders of this compound” he scream at me kick again but in the face, the taste of bitter blood filled my mouth.  I was horrified at Chris for doing this I knew he hated werewolves but this much? I felt sick as he bent down to my level. “I’ll make up pay bitch” he spat before walking away.

That when I realized... I wasn’t safe here anymore, I couldn’t stay... I had nowhere to go. My world was like a balloon now it is punctured!

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