Page 81 of The Alpha's Fated Destiny

“Who?”

“A neighbor,” I say, slowly. “His name was Drew. He and his son used to live on the same floor as me when I lived in Oakrest. He was killed by someone I considered a friend.”

“He was important to you?”

I let out a small laugh, remembering the part of my past that seems like a lifetime ago although it’s just been a few months. “Drew was family. We chose to become family. He was like an annoying older brother. He lied to me about a lot of things, but he protected me as well. He and his son were family to me. He died protecting me. If it hadn’t been for him, I would have never found my mother. Or if I had, it would have been too late.”

I now know that Drew’s body, or whatever was left of it, was recovered by Dorian Greyhound, the Alpha who had given us shelter in the North. He was buried right where he was found. Maybe one day, I’ll dig up his remains and give him a proper burial.

“Why were you reminded of him?” Logan questions.

I look at the stream, wishing I could wash away the hurt in the stream. “Nothing really. You’re bringing me food just like that reminded me of Drew. He was always feeding me. Family, huh?”

Logan shrugs, finally biting into his chicken leg. “I wouldn’t know. Marlene did offer to get rid of the dark magic which is blocking my memories, but I wouldn’t feel right about staying here while you and Alex make the rest of the journey alone.”

“Marlene talked to me as well about removing the dark magic.” I look at him. “She’s going to give you a potion. And I’ll do the rest. That is if you’re sure about not staying here. I would really encourage you to stay, though. Just a few weeks, and you’ll regain your memories.”

“No,” Logan refuses. “I’d be worried about you. I’ll take the potion and you can do the other thing.”

I sigh. “Very well. The process will be slower than normal, but it should help. Who knows? You might have a family out there waiting for you to come back.”

Logan doesn’t look very convinced. “If they’re alive and have not been killed by those dark witches.”

I pat him on his bent knee. “You are a real ray of sunshine, Logan. You just brighten my day with those cheery thoughts.”

He grins at me. “You’re welcome.”

I look around. “Do you know where Alex is? I haven’t seen him.”

“Your mate is watching you, hiding in the shadows.” Logan points in the distance. “There.”

I blink in surprise. “What?”

The older man shrugs. “Maybe he’s upset by something you did which is why he’s avoiding you. I don’t know. Maybe you shouted at him? Or accused him of something he didn’t do? Or maybe you were just unreasonably angry and you took it out on him?”

I glare at him. “For someone who barely speaks three sentences in a day, you sure are chatty today.”

Logan gets to his feet and puts his hand on my shoulder. “There’s a chance you might’ve hurt his feelings. Your mate is a little fragile.”

As he walks away, I scowl. “Alex is not fragile!”

Logan just scoffs. “Finish your chicken. I’ll get you more tomorrow.”

“He is not fragile!”

Logan doesn’t bother replying.

I cup my hands around my mouth and shout out, “Alex!”

There’s no response from my mate.

Only this time, I know he’s watching me. Now that I know where he is, I can feel his gaze on me.

Knowing my mate, if he doesn’t want me to find him, he’ll do the dance of avoidance all day.

I pretend to get to my feet, well aware of how to summon my mate to my side in an instant. Turning around, I pretend to twistmy ankle and fall to the ground, following the whole act with a howl of pain.

He is at my side in moments, and I quickly latch onto him. “You!”

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