Lana’s POV
The entire trip was spent in silence, awkward silence. The tension was so thick I could almost taste it on the tip of my tongue. Drake was driving alarmingly fast as I watched the trees zip past us in a blur, hesitantly I reached over and touched his arm. He growled menacingly at me.
“Get your fucking hands off me”
“Drake, everything will be fine” I tell him when he suddenly rips the car to the side of the road, dust and dirt spraying everywhere. “Get out” Drake spits at me.
“What?”
“I said get out” He bellowed, fur was starting to spread up his arms and the growl tearing out of him so frightening I opened the door and got out. Drake suddenly takes off leaving me on the side of the road. I watch as he leaves shocked that he just left me in unfamiliar territory. Tears threatened to spill as I looked around and saw only forest. Thick dense forest. Sniffing the air, I try to figure out which way to go before remembering I can ring Tate.
Pulling my phone from my pocket, I realise I have no cell service; I place the phone back in my pocket and decide my safest bet is to follow the road in the direction we were driving. I followed it for about ten minutes, looking for any scents. Tate’s pack had a distinguished scent that reminded me of pine needles and earth. After a few minutes I was able to pick up one of the patrol warriors scents and followed it. Cutting through the trees. Sticks scraping at my legs and tearing my jeans, my arms were covered in scrapes from the thick shrubs. I followed it until I hit the fence line and chose to follow that instead.
It didn’t take long before I came to the entrance gate. The wolves I saw the first day jumping from their posts, their guns aimed directly at me, making me realise they might not actually recognise me because I never got out of the car and I was in the back. I put my hands up.
“Stay back vampire” A man called, he had blonde hair cut short on the sides and like a wave on top dressed in black armour.
Vampire? I shake my head, but he continues to point the gun at me.
“I said stay back, this is werewolf territory” He calls to me. I try to figure out why he is calling me a vampire when it hits me when I try to speak, and my words come out slurred. My fangs were protruding, and I didn’t realise how desperately hungry I was.
“I’m Lana, Tate’s mate” I call out to him and he looks to the other men who also had their guns aimed at my chest. I see another man’s eyes glaze over and know he is mind linking. I don’t move not wanting to get shot. It wouldn’t kill me, but I had no doubt it would bloody hurt to be hit by a bullet. They suddenly lower their weapons and I hear the gates opening.
“Alpha is on his way” The blonde man says, and I nod.
“You can go through” He says gesturing to the gate. I walk through the gate nervously watching them, praying to the moon goddess they don’t shoot me in the back. I was halfway up to the second gate, when a huge dark grey wolf darts toward me. I take a step back before its scent hits me and I realise it is Elias. He stops a few feet away before I approach him, letting out the breath I was holding and run my fingers over his fur.
He was more silver than grey and huge when I suddenly heard another growl making my head snap to the second gate to see a huge black one. The grey wolf taking off, back to its patrol duties I assume. The black wolf cocks its head to the side watching me and I know it’s Tate, by the pure size of him and the Alpha aura. He must be upset that I patted another wolf.
“Here puppy puppy” I call to him. He huffs, turning his head away and I walk over to him and he growls at me. I run my fingers through his fur and kneel down in front of him which actually then made him tower over me.
“What’s your name?” I ask wondering what Tate’s wolfs name was, he whines pushing his big furry head on mine, and I kiss his snout. He purrs, as I continue to rub his face, pushing his body against mine and nearly knocking me over.
“Hey, don’t scent me” I tell him knowing he was leaving his scent on me. I roll my eyes at his possessiveness.
“It was only Elias; I like how soft wolf fur is nothing sordid going on” I tell him, and he whines at me. I grab a handful of his fur, pulling myself up and follow him through the next gate. Halfway to the next one, I hear bones snapping the sound making my teeth ache before feeling a warm hand grab mine.
“Where is Drake and why are you alone?” Tate’s voice says beside me, making me look up at him before realising he is naked. My eyes trailing down his toned and muscled body before looking away when I notice the huge appendage between his legs, my face heating up and I know I must resemble a tomato. Tate chuckles at my reaction.
“Where is Drake?” he asks, continuing the walk and pulling me along with him.
“He left me on the side of the road because I made him angry” I tell him, and he growls his grip on my hand tightening.
We walk through the third and final gate.
“Why didn’t you ring me?” He asks angrily, making my eyes snap to him, his jaw was tight as he spoke through gritted teeth.
“No, cell service” I tell him, doesn’t he think I would have tried. Not even I am stupid enough to want to walk willingly through the forest on another packs territory. He nods once when a perky looking redhead woman walks over to us, her eyes trailing over Tate and I step in front of him blocking her view of him, not liking the way her eyes were trailing over him like he was a piece of meat. She seems shocked, her eyes darting to me before going to Tate.