Scent of a Mate (13 page)

“She
will
be fine.”

“I––”

“Listen to me very carefully, Aric. You’ve been given a gift. A mate. One you love deeply from the look in your eyes. And you can’t let doubt enter your mind now. You must believe it with every fiber of your being that things will be okay. She will be fine. Jordan is a fighter. You know it. We know.”

He nodded. It was one of the things he loved about her. She didn’t cry or wait on someone to help her, she tried to save herself. He knew she’d make a fantastic leader when his time came.

“Jordan needs time. I suggest we talk about how we can help her while she’s laying prone in this place,” his mom said.

“What do you suggest?” He had lost all track of everything other than Jordan.

“I will go to her house and ensure it’s clean, tidy, and any plants are taken care of.”

He swallowed hard. “That’s not necessary, I can do it.”

“No, you can’t. You’ll be here. You know that your wolf won’t go more than a few hundred yards away from the mate he needs to protect.”

She was right. Even as they spoke, he had the urge to rush the private room Jordan was in and watch everything being done to her.

His father took a seat across from him. “We’ll send a group of enforcers to search them out.”

His brothers nodded.

“I hope when Ellie wakes she can give us some kind of lead on the attackers and if they said anything about why they targeted them.”

Aric pinched the bridge of his nose and tried not to think of the finger prints he’d seen on Jordan’s neck. Two large handprints had covered her throat from the attempt at strangling her.

“We’ll need to give Caleb a call.” His mother rubbed her cheek on his side. “He’ll want to know about Ellie.”

“I already did. He’s on his way.” Nathan popped a can of soda from a table in the waiting area. He filled a glass with ice and brought the soda-filled glass to his mother.

She smiled and took the glass. His mother didn’t drink soda. But she’d always been careful to not hurt their feelings, so she placed the glass on a table by her chair.

“This is the third time something happened to Jordan. But we took care of the white wolves.”

“Yes, but what if this wasn’t the whites? There are rogues in the area. Most of them packless and uncaring of hurting humans.”

Jake drank from his own soda can. “But Ellie isn’t a human.”

“No, but some of them see it as some kind of traitorous act for shifters and humans to mingle. Apparently, they’re supposed to be lower in the food chain than we are.”

“There are shifters that actually think that way?” Nathan asked with disgust, taking a seat next to Mason.

“More than you know,” his mother answered.

“And in our pack?” Mason asked the question. “Aric has already declared his intent to mate with a human. Will it cause any kind of problem amongst our people?”

“Not while I’m Alpha.” Their father stated in a rough commanding voice. He fisted his hands. “This is my pack. Anyone with a problem can take it up with me.”

Although older, his father still had the strength, stamina, and viciousness required to lead the pack. There was no doubt he was the top wolf. And while Aric, Mason, Nathan and Jake had all gotten the Alpha from him, they were in no rush to take over.

“They won’t. Anyone with an issue will have to go through our family.” His mother’s voice was soft but deadly. He knew the tone. Her wolf was ready to rush out and defend her cubs.

But all Aric could think of was how Jordan needed to get better so they could finally mate. After these scares against her, he wasn’t taking any chances. He knew once they mated, she’d become stronger. Though her body may not accept the change to their kind, she would be more than just a weak human.

He spent the next two days rotating between time spent in Ellie’s room and the rest in Jordan’s. If she wasn’t taking care of Jordan’s home, his mother was there with him.

“She’s holding steady, son.” She patted his shoulder.

Returning from Jordan’s room, she joined him next to Ellie’s bed. She’d shifted into her human shape the day before, which made her injuries take longer to heal. But they hadn’t been able to talk her into shifting. In her unconscious human state, they couldn’t reach her. Caleb had shown up. Aric had seen the pain in his friend’s eyes. Then he’d seen the fury. He’d stayed for long hours before he’d been called away due to issues in his pack.

Aric was about to say something, but stopped. Ellie’s eyes fluttered open. They moved closer to the bed.

She cleared her throat. “Jordan?”

“She’s in a coma.”

Her lip trembled. Pain and fear seeped from her pores. “I’m sorry.” Tears dripped down the corners of her eyes. “I couldn’t protect her.”

“Stop it, little pup. You had your hands full.” He pushed her blonde hair back away from her face. Gone were the bruises and cuts. All she had left were internal injuries, which took longer to heal.

His mother grasped her hand on the other side of the bed. “How do you feel?”

“Some pain inside, but otherwise okay.”

Aric sighed in relief. He scrubbed a hand over the back of his neck. “Did you recognize any of the men who attacked you?”

She shook her head and winced. “No. I’ve never seen them before.”

William showed up at that moment, followed by a young nurse. “I see you’re finally awake.”

“How long did it take me to heal?” Ellie glanced around the bed. She pressed a button on the remote by her hand and lifted to a sitting position.

“Three days. You would have healed sooner if not for the fact you shifted and that slows down the progress.”

Ellie rubbed a shaky hand over her side and winced.

“Do you feel a lot of pain still?” William asked. “Might be best for you to shift for a few hours now that you can hold it.”

She nodded.

Aric headed for the door. “While you rest, I’m going to check on Jordan.”

“I’ll come with you.” William followed behind him. “We checked her new scan and the swelling is gone. We can pull her out of the coma and see if we can wake her up.”

Aric entered Jordan’s room. The bruising on her face and body had been changing colors and was currently a brownish yellow.

“What about her other injuries?”

William checked her chart. “There’s no easy cure for a human.” He glanced at Aric with a frown. “She just needs time.”

It was two more days before Jordan’s eyes finally opened. By then Ellie was back to normal. Her wounds had healed. Aric sat at a corner of the room while Ellie and Emma spoke.

“I thought Nic and Karla would have joined us,” Emma said while holding Jordan’s hand in hers.

“No, they were here yesterday and had an after school program to attend.”

Emma slapped her forehead. “That’s right. Thankfully I backed out, or else I’d have to have been there too.”

Jordan groaned. Everyone stopped and glanced at the bed. Her face was creased in pain.

Aric rushed to her side, gripping her right hand in his. “Jordan?”

She blinked several times before he saw her focus on him. Pain dulled her eyes.

“Ellie?”

“I’m right here, love.” Ellie’s voice was thick with tears.

Jordan licked her lips and cleared her throat. “I’ve seen the guy that hit you before.”

This was unbelievable. It was exactly what Aric and his brothers had been trying to find out.

He sat on the edge of the bed and cupped her jaw. “Who was it, sweetheart?”

She leaned into his touch. His heart was heavy with the knowledge she was in pain and there was little he could do.

Jordan let go of his hand and lifted her hand to rub her fingers over his overgrown beard. Her touch sent peace through the beast that had been pacing since he’d found her unconscious.

“It was one of the men that came to your house the day I was chased by the white wolves. One of the guys I saw out the window that arrived with Caleb. The one with the blond hair.”

Aric lost it.

He could tell Jordan was in pain, and it only added to the fuel sparking the anger inside him. There was no stopping the storm of rage pumping through his veins. A frenzy of every possible violent thought rushed his head. Revenge filled his mind. For Ellie. For Jordan. For daring to touch someone in his family and think there’d be no repercussions. At first, he’d been surprised that one of Caleb’s men had dared cross the line and hurt one of the Wolfe pack, but with the chaos in the neighboring pack he shouldn’t be surprised.

Fur pushed at his skin. The wolf wanted out.

Ellie rushed by his side. “Aric, you need to calm the wolf.”

“One of Caleb’s men was in on this,” he ground out, his voice so rough it sounded like churned gravel. “I’m going to find them.”

Jordan winced. He scented her concern before she spoke. “You can’t go alone. There were four of them.”

At that moment, his brothers rushed into the room. Mason, Nathan, and Jake marched up to the bed, their gazes locked on him. “He won’t be alone. We’re going with him.”

Aric turned to Jordan. He wanted to touch her face and hold her, but his fingers had turned into claws, and he wouldn’t hurt her. She grabbed the front of his T-shirt and pulled him toward her.

Their faces mere inches from each other; she locked her gaze with his. “You better be careful, or these guys you’re going to see will be the least of your worries.”

He not only saw the fear in her eyes, but he scented it hovering at her pores. It made him want to reassure her. “I look forward to anything and everything you want to do to me after I get rid of this threat.”

She kissed him. It was a soft brush of her lips that had both man and animal rejoicing in her touch, in knowing she would be fine. His gut clenched and he inhaled her scent deep.

“I need you to be careful.” She whispered the words and pulled back, her lip trembling.

Seeing her concern in such clear display only added to his need to protect her. “I will be.” He stood to go. Only one thought filled his mind. “Let’s go hunting.”

Jordan watched the men, including the man she loved, march purposely out of her room. She turned to Ellie, who appeared to have lost all color in her face, and studied her closely. “How are you feeling? The last time I saw you four guys were kicking our asses.”

Emma snorted. “I highly doubt they left the attack unscratched.”

“I did see Jordan swinging that steel bar around at one guy.” Ellie jumped in.

“And this is why I like to keep something to defend myself within my vehicle. Do you now understand where I’m coming from? Shit happens, and we need a quick weapon, even a steel bar can help.” She pressed a button. The bed lifted her into a sitting position.

“Hey, I always carry around something to defend myself.” Emma shrugged. “I grew up in the ghetto with a paranoid family. You never walked around a bad neighborhood with no way to defend yourself. Especially if you’re a girl.”

Ellie leaned back on her seat, dropping her had on the back cushion. “I’ve never had to fight one much less three shifters at one time. With an Alpha family, it’s a given they will hurt you if you touch one of theirs. So this was unexpected and it proves that I need better training.”

“Ellie nobody could have fought three full grown big-ass shifters and lived to tell the story.” Jordan reached for a glass of water, but Emma slapped her hand away and proceeded to put ice in the cup before passing it back to her. “Besides, you were doing some serious badass kick fighting with wolf twist moves.”

“What happens now?” Emma asked the question on Jordan’s mind.

“Now the men will go searching for the attackers.” Barbara Wolfe walked into the room. She stopped beside the bed and hugged Jordan. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I got my butt kicked by a big shifter with a bad attitude.”

Barbara laughed. “This is why I like you. I never know what you’re going to say.”

“Yeah, well that is usually a bad thing.” Emma chuckled. “Gets her into trouble all the time.”

Ellie grinned and moved over to give her mother space on the sofa. “Did anyone else go with them?”

“Once your father heard, he sent some of the enforcers with them. There will be no catching my boys off guard.”

Jordan’s sides hurt, but she was too interested in what was being said.

“I may be the only person that doesn’t understand what’s going on with Caleb’s pack.” Emma said, glancing from Ellie to Barbara.

“It started some years back. Caleb was a teen. He left the pack to spend time with his sick mother. She and his father had problems and she’d moved away. His father died unexpectedly, so his uncle Rocco took over the pack.”

Emma’s brows puckered. “Doesn’t whoever want to take over have to fight any others that want to lead?”

“Caleb’s father, like Ellie’s father, comes from a long line of strong Alphas. When his brother decided he would take over, nobody fought him that right.”

“What happened with Caleb?” Jordan asked, watching a nurse inject something into her IV. The effect was instant. The pain slowly dissipated.

“Caleb returned some years later, ready to take over, but with his father dead and Rocco as Alpha, he wasn’t going to fight him for the right. Until now.”