The Alpha's Second chance mate

Chapter seven- The bond

Jeff's pov

As I stood before the pure white wolf, my mate, a rush of emotions flooded through me. The connection and spark between us was undeniable, and I could feel a powerful pull deep within my soul. But before I could reach her, the unexpected happened.

A group of rogue werewolves emerged from the shadows, surrounding us. They must have been following her before I met her, because I could see a fresh scar on her thighs. Their eyes glinted with malicious intent, and their snarls echoed through the clearing. I tensed, ready to protect my mate at any cost.

“Stay back!" I warned, my voice resonating with authority. But the rogues only laughed, their twisted amusement filling the air. Their leader, a menacing figure with scars across his face, stepped forward.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" he sneered. "Looks like a little love story in the making." His mocking tone sent a surge of anger through my veins.

“Leave now, or face the consequences," I growled, my voice low and commanding. I could see the hesitation flicker in their eyes, but they quickly regained their confidence.

"You think you can protect her? We outnumber you, pup," the leader taunted. "Hand her over, and we might just spare your life." I tightened my fists, ready to launch myself at the rogues, but my mate's gentle voice cut through the tension.

Her voice was laced with a mix of determination and fear, “Let's quickly find a way out before they launch their attack.”

Reluctantly, I eased my grip, my gaze never leaving the rogues. I had to consider her safety, even if it meant delaying the inevitable confrontation. With a very loud menacing growl, the leader signaled his pack, and they melted back into the shadows, disappearing as quickly as they had come.

The air was thick with tension as my mate and I stood there, adrenaline coursing through our veins. She approached me cautiously, her eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of vulnerability.

I'm sorry, I never expected to find you like this," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I knew you were coming."

I looked at her in confusion, my mind racing with lots of questions. "How did you know? Who are you?"

She sighed, her gaze dropping to the ground for a moment before meeting mine again. "My name is Ellie, I am from the blue moon pack.

I looked at her surprisingly, “You're from the blue moon pack? I have never met you.” I took a close look at her and saw she was bleeding.

Are you okay?" I asked, stepping closer to her.

She nodded, a small smile gracing her lips. "Thanks to you, I am."

I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and protectiveness as I gazed at her. I gently nudged her shoulder with my snout, an affectionate gesture among werewolves.

"We should get you back to the pack," I said. "It's not safe out here, especially with those rogues lurking around."

She nodded, trusting me to lead the way. With a newfound determination, I guided her through the woods, taking a different route to avoid any potential dangers. As we ran side by side, I felt the connection between us strengthening, our minds subtly intertwining.

Upon reaching the pack house, I led Ellie to my parents, who were waiting anxiously for my return. They looked relieved to see me unharmed but were surprised by the presence of the pure white wolf at my side.

"Mom, Dad," I began, my voice steady, "this is Ellie She's my mate."

My parents exchanged glances, understanding the significance of my words. They had waited for this moment, just as I had. My mother, the Luna of our pack, stepped forward and approached her with a warm smile.

"It's wonderful to finally meet you, Ellie," she said kindly. "Welcome to our pack."

She dipped her head respectfully, a mix of awe and nervousness evident in her eyes. "Thank you for having me," she replied softly.

My father, the Alpha, also approached, his posture displaying a mix of authority and warmth. "You are always welcome here, Ellie," he said. "Our pack will be stronger with you by Jeff's side."

Ellie's eyes flickered to me, and I could see the uncertainty in her expression. My parents sensed it too, and my mother placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry, dear," she said. "You may be new to this, but we will help you adapt. Jeff will be there for you every step of the way."

I nodded in agreement, wanting her to feel safe and secure. "You don't have to worry about a thing," I assured her. "We'll face everything together."

***

The following morning, Ellie Woke up in the pack's hospital, the events of the previous day still fresh in her mind. She shifted slightly, wincing as she felt the tenderness of her injuries. Her body ached, but she was relieved to be alive and safe.

As she glanced around the room, she noticed a friendly face approaching her bedside. It was Dr. Ken, the pack's skilled healer and a trusted friend to my family.

"Good morning, Ellie," he greeted her with a warm smile. "How are you feeling?"

She managed a small smile in return. "Sore, but better," she replied.

Dr. Ken nodded, checking her bandages and ensuring that her wounds were healing properly. "You were lucky," he said gently. " Alpha Jeff brought you here just in time. He really cares about his people."

She blushed at the mention of Jeff, feeling a flutter in her heart at the thought of me.

Just then, the door to her hospital room opened, and there he was, standing tall and handsome, a worried look on his face.

"Ellie” he said softly, stepping closer to her bedside. "How are you feeling?"

She smiled at him, feeling a mix of affection and gratitude. "Better now, thanks for saving me," she replied.

Jeff's eyes softened, and he reached out to take her hand in his. Ellie could feel the warmth of his touch, and the bond between them seemed to intensify in that moment.

"I was so worried about you," Jeff admitted, his voice filled with emotion. "I thought I had lost you."

She squeezed his hand reassuringly. "You didn't," she said. "You saved me."

For the next few days, Ellie remained in the pack's hospital, under Dr. Ken's watchful care. Jeff visited her regularly, spending time by her side, offering comfort and support.