Chapter 4 Jason's Pov

Jason's pov

I lay in bed awake, I finally found my mate, but she seemed different. She is drawn to me, and I'm drawn to her, but something is lacking.

Why did she mention Chicago when I asked for her pack? Chicago isn't a pack. Is she toying with me? I looked at her suspiciously.

"Why did it seem like she was scared? Wasn't she the one who called to my wolf on the plane and the ocean?." I sat up and thought carefully about those days.

I felt she was coming in my direction.

If I had walked faster, we could have met.

If only I had seen her face on the plane that day, but she covered it with a book, and I couldn't use hypnosis on the air hostess to let me through.

Then, on the beach, a surfer had his leg stuck underwater, and I had to save him before he drowned, then I got an important call from Gabi.

And she had her sunglasses on. Is she the owner of the scent?

I bent down to sniff her again. "It's the same," I said. Then I sniffed her again. But why didn't she bother to mark me?

Marking was important after the first mating, but she didn't do anything.

Did she just want to have sex with me, or does she have a mate already?

I gently removed her from my body and checked her nape and chest for any mate marks.

I only saw the mark I gave her on her neck, and I felt proud of myself, I lost focus and stared at her breast.

It looked so full and inviting. I didn't realize I was already squeezing her pointy nipple till I heard her moan in her sleep.

"Excited, are we?" I said, then withdrew, I didn't want to do anything that would make me harder than I am now.

So I concentrated on her face, I didn't realize she was this beautiful. She looked like a Greek goddess.

She had full plump lips, a long, pointy nose, and beauty spots on the tip of her nose, her lip, and her cheek.

She had this slim face and thick eyelashes, and I remember her blue-coloured eyes.

I suddenly wanted to see what she looked like while smiling. I touched her face and kissed her.

She mumbled something in her sleep and then turned her back to me. I saw nothing but light scars.

How did she get them? Is she rouge? She didn't seem like one.

"Were you abused?" I asked. I knew she was asleep, but the thought of someone hitting her made my blood boil.

Her phone suddenly started ringing, I stretched to turned to turn it off, but I saw some notifications from someone named Tom.

Out of curiosity, I used her fingerprint to unlock the phone.

I quickly turned off the alarm and checked the messages from Tom. Turns out it was just the driver that took her to the party.

I was about to drop the phone when another email entered. It was from a publishing company, but unfortunately, her book didn't pass the review.

"So you're a writer?" I spoke to myself. I decided to click on the book link attached to the mail to read the book.

Fortunately, the book was short, but why didn't it pass the review?

I decided to check more of her emails for book links she could have sent out.

All of them were rejected. I've never seen someone with this much rejection in my life.

I forwarded all the emails to my email. I would share them with my writer friend in France to give his review.

After forwarding the mail, I scrolled back up to her most recent mail in case I must have missed something.

But one mail caught my attention.

She had been cut off from the family bank account, and all properties in her name had been removed.

I wondered what was going on in her life. "I'll have to ask her tomorrow," I said, then finally switched off the phone.

Taking in a deep breath, I used my finger to trace a scar, and then she shivered and turned to cuddle me.

I pulled her closer, and then she sniffed me and licked my neck. It didn't take long before I slept off.

Helena's POV

I sat at the edge of a cliff, and resting beside me was a white big wolf. I bent and kissed the wolf on its head.

It shook its fur and stared at me. Its gaze was filled with warmth, and I felt an uncanny sense of familiarity.

"Helena?" I called out, and it licked my face.

I heard the howling of another wolf, I turned to where the sound came from and saw a black wolf racing towards me and the white wolf till it eventually collapsed on us. It nuzzled against us. Its scent was very familiar.

But something was wrong, I felt warm liquid from the black wolf.

I placed my hand on its fur, and I was shocked to see it covered in blood. On the belly of the black wolf was a big wound.

It collapsed onto the ground, breathing heavily and whimpering. I started crying, and the white wolf made a wailing noise.

I tossed over the bed and eventually woke up.

The rays of sun seeped through the bedroom curtains, I yawned as I sat up.

A bad migraine was setting in. I walked into the bathroom and sat inside the bathtub.

"The scent," I whispered. The whole bedroom was filled with the scent of the wolf in my dream. It was the same as Jason's scent. "I'm losing my mind." I thought aloud and sank further into the water.

After some minutes, I stood and walked to the bedroom. I sat on a chair and stared out the window.

"Wow." I watched the vast forest behind the mansion. I was so engrossed in the vastness of the forest that I forgot I wasn't in my condo, and I shouldn't just walk about naked.

Suddenly, a piercing sound of gunshots filled the forest, followed by what I suspected was the cry of a wolf.

I jumped from the chair, fear taking over me. I stared at the forest while waiting for another sound, and moments later, the bedroom door suddenly opened.

"Put on your clothes, we are leaving," Jason said sternly, I noticed how worried he looked.

"Jason, Timothy has been shot, and Jacob is on his way. He was on the phone with the mayor, another tourist was missing from that stupid party he held at that condo. Do you think it's that Rouge pack again!? A female voice shouted. "Oh shit! who the hell is this?" The intruder stopped in her tracks as she stared at me.

I hurriedly grabbed the bedsheet to cover up. The intruder's face widened, whether, in horror or anger, I could not tell.

"Oh, Lothian mother of wolves. What have you done, Jason?" The intruder asked, facing Jason.

"I can explain, but first we need to leave, now," Jason said, coming toward me, and the intruder cursed at him before she left.

"What is happening?" I asked and drew back, away from him.

"Just put on your clothes, and I will get you out of here," He ordered.

"I heard the gunshot, after which I heard something else. Like a wolf?" I watched enough documentaries to know I wasn't mistaken. "What are you guys?" I asked, still backing away. My hands were shaky, and I couldn't think straight.

I gasped in horror when it suddenly hit me. "Oh my goodness, don't tell me you hunt wolves, that's against the law!" I shouted. How on earth did I get myself involved with criminals?

"What are you talking about? Aren't you a werewolf, too?" Jason asked, looking confused.

"What? Are you mad?" I screamed and looked at Jason in disbelief. Werewolf? How did I get myself in bed with a crazy man?

"Ugh, for fuck sake Jason, put her to sleep now, and let's get out of here!" The lady screamed when she entered the room again.

My eyes widened in fear, "Put me to sleep!? You don't plan on killing me right? And who is she? Your wife?" I screamed and in a twinkle of an eye, Jason was already in front of me. He placed his hands over my mouth, and the scent from my dream grew stronger.

"Sleep" He whispered in my ears and my eyes slowly shut.