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He didn’t have to wait long for a reply.
I’ll be careful. I saw Nidal heading towards the pack house earlier.
Jacob snorted to himself. Nidal was a wolf that latched onto whomever he thought would help him later in life. That was the only reason he hung out with Jacob, because he was the heir apparent.
Delete all these messages so no-one can read them.
Will do. Be safe.
And you.
Jacob put his phone down and looked back at his laptop, still open on the banking app. Sighing, he closed the app down, annoyed with himself for not taking what he was owed. Still, he had the credit cards he could use instead.
Fran walked backto his car so he could grab his phone — he wasn’t leaving, he would sleep in his car if necessary. He opened the car door and sat down sideways, grabbing a handful of sweets to eat before he picked his phone up. As he had ignored all calls and messages since he left the castle, he had lots. He was just about to open the first one when his phone rang. It was Ezzy.
He was in two minds about answering it. His finger hovered over the accept button, but then at the last moment he decided to ignore it. He also didn’t read any of the messages but sent one to the HR director at the hospital, saying that something had come up and he needed to take a leave of absence immediately and didn’t know how long for, but he would be back as soon as he could.
That done, Fran rested his head on the back of his seat, looking towards the lodge where Jacob was staying. He would wait until he saw the lights go off in Jacob’s lodge and then shiftinto his wolf. There were trees close by and he could hide in them, watching over his mate. He wouldn’t get much sleep, but that couldn’t be helped. Protecting his mate was more important than sleep.
CHAPTER 7
Jacob awoke the next morning and just lay in bed. He had nothing to get up for, it’s not as if he could finish college, considering the college was on pack lands. Jacob sighed in frustration, he was so close to finishing.
His father had wanted him to drop out and take full time Alpha lessons. It was only a promise Jacob had made to his mother that he would stay at college until he finished, which had stopped him, but now it looked like he would have to drop out anyway.
“Sorry mum,” he said softly, his heart aching. He loved his mum more than anything. When she got sick and died it had hit him hard. Being only bonded mates, his father hadn’t died along with her. Jacob had wished more than once that they had been fated mates, then he wouldn’t have had his father’s influence in his life. He was beginning to think his father had been wrong about a lot of things. The foremost in his mind was ruling with an iron fist, and humiliating people in public.
Again, he thought about Fintan and the way he had treated him. The way he had been made to humiliate him in public. He rubbed his chest when he thought about the mate he jilted. As hewas rubbing his chest, he realised it wasn’t as sore as it usually was when he thought about Fintan.
He shook his head. Fintan was lost to him, but he had another mate out there. If he couldn’t have Fintan, he could always mate with the new wolf fate had given him, it was a better option than being alone forever. Sure, his mate would have to give up everything, but he got to spend the rest of his life with Jacob, so what more could he want?
His thoughts then took him to Alpha Cresswell. The man had no manners, he could have knocked on the door and asked to see Jacob. The man must have realised that Jacob’s whole world had changed in an instant. But did he care? No, he just came in and started going through his father’s things.
He might have a screwed-up vision of what an Alpha should be like, but he was pretty sure knocking on the door and then asking Jacob to show him round was the way things should have been done.
It had just made Jacob so angry, sure he could have shown the man the respect he was due as an Alpha but Cresswell hadn’t shown him any respect either.
He still hadn’t shifted and his arm was killing him. He did think about shifting, but knowing he would have to get used to not doing so, he didn’t want to. Now, however, that he reassessed the situation, it wasn’t only his arm that hurt. He was pretty sure his whole body would be covered in bruises.
Desperately wanting coffee, Jacob managed to get out of bed, with only a groan or two, and went to make coffee, via the bathroom.
He looked in the mirror and saw the faint handprints around his neck from where Cresswell held him against the wall — in a few hours that bruise should be gone. Luckily, he didn’t have any bruises or cuts on his face. He pulled his t-shirt up and saw he was covered in bruises, pretty much everywhere. They werealmost healed and now at that sickly yellow stage — in a few hours even those bruises would be gone. He just wished his arm would heal as quickly. He unwrapped his makeshift bandage and looked at his arm, it still had a chunk out of it, that was slowly healing but on a positive at least the bleeding had stopped.
He saw no point in getting washed and dressed, so once he had finished his business and washed his hands, he brushed his teeth and went to make coffee.
Sipping his coffee, he wandered over to one of the windows and looked out. All the windows looked out onto the woods that surrounded the lodge. He was just looking past one of the trees when something caught his eye, it was a tuft of light blue hair. Had his mate stayed outside his lodge all night?
Putting his cup down, he opened the door and walked towards the clump of trees. As he got closer he saw that it was indeed his mate.
Jacob tried not to laugh when he saw that the wolf had patches of blue hair all over his body. He had never seen something like that before.
Knowing that his mate would have to shift quickly before anyone saw a wolf on the loose in England, Jacob bent down and stroked his head. “Wake up, little wolf,” he said gently.
Fran came awake in an instant.He couldn’t believe he had fallen asleep, some guard he was. He was surprised to see Jacob crouched down beside him in his sleepwear.
“Where are your clothes?” Jacob asked him.
Fran nodded and turned slightly to the right. Jacob saw them along with Fran’s phone.
