The Rejected Female Wolf - Chapter 162: Chapter 162

True to her word, she's standing next to me within 5 minutes in her wolf form.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"Not really." She nods her head before laying down on the floor and motioning for me to do the same. I lay down next to her and close my eyes.
It's weird that the only time I feel truly calm is when I'm around her. I have the power to control other people's emotions, but mine are almost never what I want them to be. It's almost like Elizabeth knows this, so even when I don't want to talk, she's still there offering me her silent support.
"You really shouldn't be shifting since you're pregnant," I murmur quietly without opening my eyes.
"I talked to the pack doctor and she said that I could still shift for a few weeks. She said I shouldn't do it all the time, but that I should try at least once a week so my wolf doesn't get too agitated when I can't shift at all."
"So is Zach excited to be an older brother?"
"Yeah. He's apparently wanted to be an older brother for a while."
"I'm sure the alpha is more than thrilled about your pregnancy."
"Yes, he is, but you don't have to call him alpha. How many times do I have to tell you that you are family before you finally listen to me?" I open my eyes and stare at her.
"It would feel weird calling you two by your names. Calling you alpha and Luna is much more comfortable for me." She rolls her eyes at me and shakes her head but she doesn't say anything about it.
"She was in my dreams again," I admit after a few moments of silence. Elizabeth looks at me with understanding in her eyes.
"What did you see this time?" She questions softly. I let out a sigh, that sounds like a whine, and lay down on my stomach.
"It was the usual stuff. I would see her being harmed by someone, and all I could do was watch. I couldn't move, I couldn't help her," I say with my voice filled with pain.
That's a werewolves' worst fear; not being able to help your mate.
"Have you seen visions of her? Do you know what's been going on recently?" I shake my head sadly.
"No. For some reason, none of my visions have anything to do with her."
"It's ok, Carter. We will still find your mate. Don't give up."
"I don't know if I want to find my mate," I admit sadly. Elizabeth looks at me in shock.
"What do you mean? Mates are the only reason for living. Every wolf dreams of having their mate. I'm sure you know that better than anyone."
"I do know that, and it's not the fact that I don't want to. I'm just worried about what would happen if we were to meet again. What if she moved on and doesn't want me anymore. What if she hates me for leaving her? What if she's de-" I can't even finish my thoughts and concerns because the last one has me letting out a sorrowful whine.
"If my mate is gone, there will be no reason for living," I whisper. Elizabeth moves closer to me and licks the side of my face.
"Don't think like that, ok Carter? You're one of my best friends, and I need you to be strong. Your mate needs you to be strong. I'm sure she's out there, waiting for you to return to her. Now come on, enough of those depressing thoughts, let's go for a run." I'm about to argue with her, but she jumps up and runs away. I immediately jump up and follow her because who knows who could be in the woods? Rogues have gotten through before, and it could happen again. Plus the alpha would be very upset if his mate was all alone, especially while she's carrying his pup.
I nervously walk towards the alphas office later on in the day. Did I do something wrong? Why did he call for me?
It's not that I don't enjoy the alphas company, it's just that he can be really intimidating without trying to be. He always has a blank face unless he's looking at Elizabeth or his pup. Then, and only then, does his face fill with so much love and happiness.
I used to be almost exactly like him. I was a warrior in my original pack, and at first, I didn't even want a mate. I didn't want a mate because I knew that every time there was a war, I would be called to help, and I never wanted my mate to go through the pain of worrying if I was ok.
When I first met Jessica, my mate, I didn't know what to do. I didn't reject her of anything, but I didn't really accept her. I just continued on with my pack duties, hoping that she would understand why I made that choice. She told me she had, but about a week later, she was pestering me about accepting her. Every time she talked to me, or laughed, a little piece of my resolve had been chipped away. Once my mind was made up, no one could ever change it, but that's not what happened with my mate. In fact, eventually I was the one going to her, begging for her to accept me. She ignored me, like I had done to her for a few days before she finally accepted me. The amount of joy and happiness that I felt when she accepted me was overwhelming. I had never felt such strong emotions before, and it was a little weird.