The Heart of The Pack

chapter 19

Amara Pov

The Dr let me rest for another day, mason never came back. His mother collected me the next day and took me to his home. Walking into the kitchen mason sits and waits for me and his mother leaves. I sit opposite him as usual but I notice all the food is slightly burnt, I look at him tilting my head. “I’ve never cooked before but I tried, I understand if you don’t want any of it.”

He cooked, oh my goddess I don’t even know what to say. If this is him trying I can’t react badly or he will stay his horrible self forever. I take my fork and start eating, his shock makes me laugh and he smiles at me. This is an improvement but still it’s just one meal it doesn’t change anything. Once we’re done eating he takes our plates to the sink and washes them, I reach over and take his phone snapping a picture. He turns instantly, his face scrunched up “what are you doing with my phone.”

“well I don’t have mine, and I figured no one would believe me without a picture.” I place his phone back down and go to walk away.

“you don’t think anyone will believe I know how to do the dishes?” he says, but it sounds curious rather then upset, so I turn back to him.

“no I don’t think anyone will believe you can be a decent man. But here you are doing something for someone else it’s a note worthy occasion. To others it may just be dishes, to me its progress, positive progress.” He smiles at me and I can’t help but think it looks much nicer on him then his usual scowl. Walking to the lounge I sit down leaning back, my body still sore.

Mason sits in another couch when he is done in the kitchen. He fidgets with his hands nervously and I can’t help but think of Ashley, she always did that. “why don’t you have a TV here?” I ask, trying to distract myself, from the ache of missing Ashley and Alexander.

“I’m not here enough to need entertainment,”

“Lucky you,” he looks at me shocked, probably realising he trapped me here with nothing to ease any boredom.

“what are your other mates like? how does it work the three of you?” I stop and think over his questions, perhaps he is just curious.

“I’m not sure you really want those answers,” I watch him for his reaction.

“you’re probably right, but it would be nice to know what I’m up against.” So he is curious.

“Well I met them at a meeting my father held, and at first I thought they would reject me. But I went to their pack and focused on figuring out how I fit within the pack. They have a massive pack and it wasn’t running well Alexander focuses on strengthening the pack with numbers. Training everyday and running the boundaries, I believe they had an invasion that killed his father a long time ago. So he focuses hard on protecting his people, while Ashley she picked up the slack. She works hard on maintaining allies, running their companies and managing their funds. So the pack was taken care of by Mel alexanders mother, but It was a mess. I had to change every schedule of 80 omegas, find new merchants and arrange a few renovations that would really help the efficiency of the pack. I found my place caring for their people's well being and health. It’s something I did in my home pack anyway. As for us as mates we had a rocky start, they were used to their routines as the two of them and I felt invisible. But we worked on it together, we stopped attending the pack dinning hall for breakfast and spent every morning together taking turns cooking. We would have lunch together in their offices and dinner with the pack. In the evenings when we were all finished with our work we would watch a movie, which usually ended in long conversation getting to know each other or laughing. We all shared a bed even, to sleep that is, obviously I’m not marked. I don’t know how but it worked and it felt comfortable, we were on the verge of completing our bonds. We were just about to when the moon goddess appeared and told me of you.”

“Maybe you were right I really didn’t want to know, some parts frustrated me. But knowing what you did within the pack tells me what you’re capable of. I guess it’s the possessive wolf in me, that wants you far away from them. My father raised me believing lunas were weak and should be kept hidden in our homes. But perhaps we can change that, with the work you have done, that could really come in handy. Anyways I’ve got work to do and you should rest some more.”

Mason pov

The moment Amara got here I wanted to bring her to my bed, but she wouldn’t let me near her. She doesn’t do as she is meant to, her mother should have taught her to cook and clean and care for her mate. Instead she constantly talks back, any woman from this pack would have known her duty was to mate with me immediately and carry out her home duties. I can’t deny that my wolf has felt stronger with her here. So I can’t let her go and when she spoke of leaving my wolf took over and marked her.

Her emotions now pour into me with the mark and I don’t know what to do anymore. She’s sad and lonely and hurting, all because of me and I’m not dealing well with that. I shouldn’t care, but I do and when she collapsed in the kitchen. The guilt ate at me and I hate that feeling, so I focussed on Amara calling out another man’s name, while I held her. Using that anger I beat up, one of the new trainees. He dared backtalk me, I had to make him respect me. I spit on his blood covered body, knowing he will need a few days to heal.

When she woke up in the hospital I realised I could lose my only mate, I have to fight to keep her here. At home I asked about her mates and hearing they shared a bed. I could kill someone, they do fit perfect, but Amara is mine.

It wasn’t enough to fix whatever feeling this is in my chest. Storming to my office I pass an omega in the hall, good timing “go get candy” I yell and she scampers off. There's a knock on my door and I know its Candy. I pull her into my office, bending her over my desk. She’s a lowly omega, that wants to be my luna, so she lives to serve the packs needs and right now this is my need. Throwing her skirt over her head, I rip her panties apart and bearing the part of her I need to use. Shoving in, she screams out at my sudden intrusion but I shove her panties in her mouth, shutting her up. Her voice isn’t the one I want to hear right now, I picture that red hair and round a$$.