Wishful Mate

.Wishful Mate- Chapter 10:

-Regrets

“Nate! NATE!” I yell whispered as I tapped on his door trying to be as discreet as possible. I’ve been out here for at least ten minutes now and have yet to receive an answer or hear him make a single move behind his locked door. Shit this isn’t good! I need to know what he heard and won’t be able to sleep until I do.

Rushing to my room I began pacing back and forth trying to figure out the best way to clean this up or soothe things over. But how can I do that if I don’t talk to Nate? I ran out my room with lightening speed down the hall again where I proceeded to knock a little louder than last time. I really don’t want people to come out of their rooms or overhear anything but push come to shove, I’ll just lie and say I need him for a medical reason. That’s what I should have done with Raven, lied. Now this mess is going to explode in my face.


“Nate please talk to me!” After knocking for another ten minutes I basically gave up. I slid down the wall burying my face in my hands trying my damnedest not to cry. I hate crying. It solves nothing and definitely won’t in this case. Fear has set in and it’s riding me hard, showing me all the things I was promised if Kasey’s plans were ruined. Kasey is unpredictable, I know now. What if to spite me she poisons Wyatt or Nate? I can’t live with the fact that something happened to them because of me.


Fuck, I shouldn’t have told Raven! I knew it was going to somehow bite me in the ass but I ignored my gut feeling and never saw any of this coming. Bringing my knees up to my chest to rest my head on I sat there thinking and thinking and kicking myself for all of this. So many mistakes have been made on my part but one thing I wouldn’t take back in all of this is the newfound closeness between Wyatt and I. I was risking everything being with him after her threats and tried to tell him what was going on because of my growing need to be with him, something I never would have imagined I’d have weeks ago. When I think of him I question why I didn’t just shout it to him, tell him what was going on in the first place but before I can kick myself over that too, I remember.


Wyatt is my best friend before anything. That’s how I saw him and how I believed we’d be at the end of our lives. I shared just about everything with him but the things I put in my diary because it just didn’t feel right to me telling him the exact details of how I wanted to touch Nate and wanted him to touch me. For a long time I saw Wyatt like a brother and sex is something you don’t want to talk to your brother about. I don’t know, maybe it was my wolf’s way of telling me the fate’s plan; the nagging voice telling me not to share those wants with Wy. Now those jotted down thoughts are being used as ammunition to pry him away from me. Even though those things were written before Wyatt and I knew about each other, they are things that his wolf personally won’t be able to let go of if he hears them. The human in Wyatt will understand but his wolf will take it as rejection for another male even if he didn’t hear those words slip between my own lips.


With Nate knowing now I have no clue where the chips are going to land and it’s wrecking my brain. With my eyes closed and my arms wrapped around myself I felt as if I were being lifted, slipping further and further into darkness until my mind had gone numb taking away my worries and fears.  


I awakened to the sound of an annoying relentless alarm and found myself in my room, in my bed, with the blankets wrapped around me. There is a male scent in here with me but it’s so faint I can’t tell who it belongs to. Remembering the events that took place yesterday with the most prominent being Kasey’s threat against me if word got out and Nate overhearing me. I sprung from the bed like a fire had been lit under my ass and made my way down the hall toward Nate’s room and began knocking again. He didn’t answer me which didn’t come as a surprise. Pressing my ear to the door I tried to listen for any kind of movement but there was none. Sniffing the air around me I caught his scent going down the stairs and internally groaned over the fact that he was already gone. During the day he works in our medical hall