It's Only The Heat [18+]

-30- 🌓 The Man That Left My Bed

"I'm sorry to my future love, for the man that left my bed, for making love the way I saved for you inside my head."
~Demi Lovato, 'Sober'

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*Theo's POV*

The commotion of voices flies past my ears as the pack frantically discusses our next course of action. The living room of our pack house is filled with the higher ranking members of the pack, as well as a few warriors. Jayden, Caleb, and Finn stand behind their parents, who are chattering anxiously. My attention fades in and out of the conversation, mainly focusing whenever my father is speaking because it's usually something important.

"Calm down, everyone," my dad says to the group of frantic wolves. "Our best chance of eradicating this issue is if we stay calm and stick together."

"Oh yeah? How exactly do you plan on 'eradicating this issue'?" A member of the pack shouts out. "It's been two weeks and we haven't made any progress!"

His words cut me to the quick.

Two weeks.

Two weeks since Oliver warned my dad about Axel's plans for war, and how he was behind Noah's attack. It came out that Axel had been sending rogue wolves to stake out our pack, which explains that group of wolves that nearly attacked Kit during his heat.

Two weeks since Oliver, Rafael, and Rafael's human mate have been holding up in our pack for protection after betraying their own pack for our sake.

Two weeks since Axel sent his first group of wolves to attack us; attacks that have grown more and more frequent.

Two weeks since I've seen or heard from my mate.

And not from lack of trying, either. Kit has been blocking our mind link, preventing me from reaching out to him. He's also blocked out the pack mind link, as Finn informed me, so I doubt he even knows what's been going on in the pack.

But my main concern is wondering where the hell he is. Is he safe? Is he eating enough? Who is he with? Is he alone, or does he have someone there he can talk to?

"Oliver," my father says calmly, despite the tension in the room. "I believe you told me you had an idea."

Oliver nods his head, inhaling a deep breath. He stands from his spot on the couch next to Noah, who has been tightly clutching his hand. The news of them being mates could not have come at a worse time. Right when the Silver Sun Pack attacks our pack, it's announced that their future Alpha is mated to the son of our current Alpha. The pack went ballistic. A few have been kind and supportive, but the majority has been accusing Oliver of being a spy and using Noah as a pawn in the war. The accusations haven't seemed to faze Noah, however. He still proudly holds Oliver hand, making it known that he has no intention of sending his mate packing.

I, for one, am not entirely sure how I feel about Noah and Oliver being mates. Obviously, the Moon Goddess destined them to be together and I'm not going to protest that, but....

It's still pretty fucking awkward.

Especially since I've been avoiding the pair ever since Kit disappeared. I know Oliver had something to do with Kit finding out. He's been trying to speak with me for the past two weeks, but I've been avoiding him like the plague. I wouldn't have even known Noah and Oliver are mates if they hadn't told my mom, who turned around and told me. I know Noah is upset that I won't talk to Oliver, but I think he would be even more upset by what would happen if I let Oliver get too close. Something tells me that Noah wouldn't appreciate me punching his mate in the face.