The Lone Wolf

~~TWO~~

"Are you hurt?" I ask, inconspicuously probing.

"No-it just, felt strange...did you feel it too?"

"Yes, but it didn't hurt me either, you can check my wound now."

She bites her bottom lip, and I push back my instinct to kiss it. She takes a pair of scissors and carefully cuts the bandage away, revealing the blood stained gauze beneath, no doubt a product of my impatience. Her gentle touch on my skin takes away the pain as she redresses my wound, even when she poured peroxide on the irritated skin. She just spreads some ointment on the damaged areas before placing two large band-aids over them, which means the wounds have healed considerably.

She would make an excellent pack doctor, that is if she was part of a pack.

"Have you not been in a pack before?" I ask despite myself, and her head pops up at the question.

"No. But you are...right?"

"I am, though it's been over a year since I've been in contact with them." I admit.

"Why is that?" She asks, a small tilt of her head making her look adorable.

"I went on a search for my mate..."

"Did you find them?"

I sigh. "I did...but she rejected me..."

Her expression softens, a look of empathy in her gaze.

"I'm so sorry..."

"It's alright little one, it was a long time ago. She was just after rank anyway, and I wasn't high enough for her."

"You seem very powerful to me, she must of been completely oblivious."

I chuckle, me and Zayev both swelling with pride at the compliment. She's never been in the presence of an Alpha, or she would've been able to tell. But it doesn't take away from my pride that she thinks so highly of me.

"She wanted an Alpha, and nothing less would be good enough."

"You aren't an Alpha?"

"No my dear Fleura, I'm a Gamma, third in command."

"Oh...that's still impressive though, she must not have been smart enough to see it."

Whether she's aware of it or not, her honest praise makes me extremely happy.

"Do you have a mate Fleura?"

She shakes her head after a moment of hesitation, seeming confused as she does. I silently hope it's because she subconsciously knows I'm her mate, but is just not aware of the fact.

"I know that every wolf has one, and that they're like your other half...but I don't know much else."

I sigh in relief, thanking the goddess that she feels the mate bond, but just doesn't know what it is.

"I'm sorry. I'm rambling on and I don't even know your name."

Her shyness reappears once again, her soft blush making a quick return.