CAELLUM’S POV
My wolf has been restless since I dropped the call on Naledi.
I couldn’t wrap my head around why she was so persistent about opening that border. I hated the fact I gave her my word to let her see this through. I think I might have made a mistake letting her call the shots because there was no way this was the right call.
What I couldn’t understand was the reason my wolf was giving me hell, pacing around my head like an angry lion. The thought he might be reacting to the little banter I had with Naledi made me put up a mental block, reluctant to listen to what he had to say regarding this matter.
I was on my way back to the headquarters after settling some motherfucker that thought it was in his best interest to withhold my money when I got a call that changed everything.
It was Marcus.
“Make it quick,” I said, not in the mood.
“Alpha. It’s the Lady. She is acting out.” He said, I could tell from his tone that he was having a hard time speaking.
Was she making a fuss because I didn’t give her an answer? I wondered aloud. Knowing Naledi, I couldn’t put it past her.
“Tell her that anything she breaks will be taken off her paycheck.” I gritted, not knowing if that would solve the case or be another useless attempt at getting her to see reason.
“She’s not-” His tone was worrisome, “I think she’s having panic attacks. She has been for a long time and now she’s trying to hurt herself.”
My heart froze at his words. I took a sharp look at the clock. It was past midnight. Getting over to her will cost me an hour at most. What the hell were they doing, informing me at this time?
“What do you mean trying to hurt herself? Did I not give orders to report every and anything to me?!”
What’s this with everyone flaunting my orders these days?!
“I’m sorry, Alpha. I didn’t r-”
I hung up the call, seething. With the news, I felt my wolf badger down the mental barrier placed between us. An influx of rage, self-loath, and pain badgered into my mind.
Raw emotions that I couldn’t fathom where they were coming from. My heart hurt so much I couldn’t bear it. At that moment, I realised something was wrong.
This was not my emotions. They belonged to someone else. My mate. She was in pain, so much so that the bond between us raked some of that pain over to me. Nearly sending me off the edge.
“Kill Yourself.”
My body stilled as I heard the unmistakable thoughts of my mate. The sheer conviction and decisiveness behind it brought a fresh wave of fear into my body.
I couldn’t allow it. I couldn’t let her die. I needed to get to her. And fast!
“Stop the car!” I ordered, packing an alpha command that forced the car to a screeching halt.
As soon as the car stopped, I jumped out of the car and headed for the driver’s seat. “Scram.”
I didn’t need to speak twice, and soon enough, I was in the driver’s seat, headed to Naledi’s. I dived onto the streets like a madman, almost causing a number of accidents that could have led me to walk away with a charge of murder.
As I got closer to the house, the pain increased. Her pain. I stomped on the pedal, driving faster, and managing to do so without taking the life of others. By the time I got to the house, the gate was opened and Marcus was standing by the side – having expected me.
“Where is she?” I growled as soon as I got out of the car.
“Upstairs, in her room.”
My eyes bulged out of their sockets. “You left her alone?!” My tone was incredulous, “A woman with a suicidal intent?!”
“Korah… Korah is attending to her.” He choked.
It took a moment before I realised I was in front of him. Choking the air from his lungs. Without a second thought, I let him go and hurried into the house that reeked of my mate.
And her pain.
I flew up the stairs and soon I was standing in her room, watching her struggle against Korah’s hold. Somehow Korah managed to be stronger than her. Holding her down.
I rushed to them and only then did Korah notice my presence.
“Alpha! She-”
I held my hand up and took her in my arms.
“Let me go! I need to kill her! She needs to die!” Watching Naledi thrash in my arms was another kind of pain.
The biter kind. The one I didn’t wish on my greatest enemy.
“Leave us alone,” I said with my eyes focused on Naledi.
Korah left silently while I wrestled with my mate, who was doing everything in her power to stop me. It was then I noticed something. She was weak. She looked mentally beaten. And in that moment, she was human.
The shadow spell. Marcus placed her on the shadow spell to help reduce her emotions. I couldn’t imagine what the case would be if she was in her wolf glory with heightened senses.
“Let me go!” Her demands were soon reduced to pleas. Soft cries that twisted the knife in my heart. “I can’t do this, please Caellum, I have to die. I can’t get away from him. I can’t stop him. I’ll keep killing… I’ll be weak… let me end it… It hurts… It hurts too much,”
I held her tight, refusing to let her go. “You’ll be fine,” I muttered under my breath, and let her cry to her heart’s content.
As she cried, her body shook in my arms, and with every sob, tears and pain, I felt double. I swore in my heart to get at the cause of her pain. Whether she liked it or not. I was going to find the bastard that put her in this state and have a field day picking how gruesome his death would be.
Time passed in silence as she calmed down, I could still feel her distress but I was glad she was a bit calmer. I carried her to the bed and laid her on the covers, joining her without a moment’s thought as I cradled her in my arms.
How I’ve longed for the day I got to do this. Hold her and kiss her to sleep. But never in my countless imaginations did I expect it to come in this form. And all because of that ruthless mothercunt, Luka.
“Caellum?” I heard her soft voice and my mind pulled out of my morbid thoughts.
“Yes?”
“Will you do it?” She asked.
I knew what she was talking about. It hurt me that in this state she was still having thoughts of that idiot.
When I didn’t answer, she continued, “I think I should-”
“The borders are open.”