Page 80 of Fated
I love you too.
He pressed his lips to my mouth and I groaned as I pulled him closer. I needed and wanted so much more. He smiled against my lips and I felt my stomach flip.
“You need bed rest and if you keep doing that you will be doing anything but resting.”
I smiled.
“I want you,” I whispered to him.
“I want you too, but you need to take it easy,” he reminded me. “You nearly died and I’m not taking any chances that you are going to screw up your recovery.”
“Fine,” I relented, understanding his concern.
There was a knock at the door and I rolled onto my back as Blake got out of the bed and pulled some jeans on.
He answered the door. It was Cade.
“Sorry to interrupt, but I need to talk to you,” Cade said to him. The agitation in Cade’s voice made me nervous.
“Okay, give me a minute,” Blake told him before closing the bedroom door and turning to face me.
“There’s something wrong,” I asked, sitting up. The action pulled at the wound in my stomach and I winced.
“You need to take it easy. I have to go and talk to Cade and find out what is going on, so you need to stay in bed until I get back,” he commanded. I gave him a brief nod.
After everything I’d put him through I didn’t want to put any more stress on him and my health was worrying him at the moment. Werewolves healed quickly but because of the severity of my wounds it was taking longer for me to heal. I wasn’t used to being unable to do things and it was hard reminding myself that I wasn’t fully healed.
Blake pulled on his shirt and leaned closer to give me a quick kiss before he shoved his feet into his shoes and left the room to talk to Cade.
There wasn’t much I could do so I lay back down, waiting for him to return so I could find out what was happening. A dreaded feeling began to grow in the pit of my stomach. Cade was a strong alpha and he wasn’t easily scared, so whatever was going on had to be really bad.
I wanted to be running my pack but I couldn’t. I trusted Blake and that was the only reason why I was able to let go of the reins a little because I knew he would do a good job in my place.
I searched for any thoughts from my pack but there was nothing. Blake had them all keep their thoughts from me so nothing could worry me or stress me out. I waited anxiously for Blake to return. After thirty minutes I was about to get out of bed to go and find him when the door to the room opened and he stepped inside. Gone was the carefree and laid back Blake. His worried eyes met mine. The dreaded feeling in my stomach knotted tightly.
“What’s wrong?” I asked while I tried to sit up again.
He walked over to me to help me sit up in the bed and then he sat down beside me. I watched him as he ran a hand through his hair.
“What is it?” I asked, feeling impatient.
“More rogues have been spotted,” he revealed. My eyes narrowed as I continued to watch him. Rogues would always be a problem to a pack, so I didn’t understand why this time it was a cause for the fear in Blake.
“So?” I asked, wanting the whole story.
“Rogues have been spotted all over the territory,” he revealed, and I kept calm.
He rubbed his hands over his face as he stood up and began to pace. This was so unlike him and I began to feel alarmed.
“Tell me what’s going on?” I demanded.
Whatever it was, I had to know. He let out a sigh and turned to face me.
“Their numbers are growing. It’s unlike any of us have ever seen,” he revealed. “They are banding together and forming their own pack.”
It was shocking.
“But that’s impossible,” I whispered while it sank in. We’d never faced this problem before.
