The Mighty She-wolf of King novel Chapter 26

"It's too bad I'm not leaving," he said crossing his arms. He was here for his mate and if he had to fight his way into her life he would. Eric needed her not just to be his Luna but because he could feel the loneliness of not being whole. For seven years, right before he was made King, he felt the pull to be complete. Even his wolf wished to be whole and the need grew ever passing day.

Ever since Eric was a boy of thirteen he felt a pain in his heart that screamed out for his mate even when he didn't know it, Eric always felt like his mate was calling for him, telling him to find her, save her, protect her, and now those years of searching for her ended.

But the calling of his mate ended, it was almost like she didn't want him or she no longer was living. To Eric's relief, his mate was living but not really. His mate needed him more then she thought.

"My sister isn't happy your highness," the boy said weakly, his hands shaking, "You have to leave. Just wait until she cools down."

The boy's body was shaking uncontrollably. Did something happen between them?

"Please," the boy whimpered, squeezing his hands over his knees.

The boy was defeated. Eric could tell that whatever happened wasn't good, and whatever did happen, didn't happen often. With a sharp nod, Eric slowly got out of the bed. He wasn't going to argue with the boy any more than need be.

"If my Beta comes by, let him know I went out for a run."

Ross only nods in silence.

Eric sprinted into the woods, the wind whistling in his ear, he took off his shirt, throwing it away from his burning skin. Eric could feel his wolf creeping out of his skin, telling him to let him out and Eric wasn't going to stop him. He slowed his pace to take off his shoes and pants. Within the seconds of stripping himself naked, Eric's wolf broke through the skin, breaking the bones to shift into his form.

Eric got on all fours stretching his back, growling for the satisfaction of a hunt. His wolf needs to run, to hunt, to release itself from his anger towards his mate for rejecting him, for not wanting him near.

The moment Eric's wolf released himself from his human self, he sprinted further into the woods. Letting the woods consume him and his thoughts.

Eric watched the she-wolf struggle to lift herself up and limp not walk but limp upstream.

Eric growled under his breath while watching her. He believed the young she-wolf mayor was attacked.

He saw the she-wolf tense up with a shiver. She glanced around, staring into the woods.

This only made Eric and his wolf anger. Eric didn't know why it upset him. Maybe it was because he saw her weak and too small to protect herself. Maybe it was the fact that she looked scared for her life.

Lifting himself off his belly, he made his way into the clearing making himself visible to the she-wolf. His body stood in the sunlight, letting the warmth of the sun hit his light brown fur. He stood tall, showing the female who he was. An Alpha. Her King.