Wolves of Mateo

After a prank gone wrong, Riley is left abandoned in the forest with snapping wolves approaching her from across Lake Mateo. She wakes up in the Dimera house but soon comes to learn their act of hospitality wasn't just out of kindness, but out of something much deeper and terrifying - to a mere human anyway. Werewolves live among us and Riley finds herself between two of the most powerful werewolves in Wyoming. While her heart is being torn in two, her head is telling her to do the right thing - but it's always easier said than done. Fighting in a whole new world, she must overcome the danger and settle in where she now truly belongs. Werewolf hunters, Mate claims, Alpha rivalry, and Pack wars... Welcome to Mateo, home of the Wolves. *EDITED VERSION NOW AVAILABLE ON AMAZON, PUBLISHED BY MOVELLAS http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01GFUK45O* {{COMMENT FOR CC SWAP}}
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13. Chapter 13

“Come on, we shouldn’t waste time,” Austin said. He took hold of my upper arm and pulled me down the stairs and into the living room. He peered back at me from over his shoulder and smiled. 

All yesterday I’d laid there thinking everything over and no one had disturbed me except to give me food. I’d been appreciative and now today I felt like I could come try to terms with it all, even if only slightly.

“My father has been trying to contact neighbouring packs for the past few days, he’s still recovering but he’s pretty determined,” Austin explained.

“What for?” I asked stupidly. It became obvious quickly inside my head what for though.

Austin replied, “Sitting up there in your room has made you forget everything I told you? Don’t tell me I have to explain it all again...” No thanks, I thought to myself.

Allies. That’s what they were searching for.

We entered Austin’s father’s study situated just off from the living room. Austin approached his father who sat behind a desk immediately opposite the door. The study was small, just a basic desk with a basic computer. The walls were a dull cream and the carpet was blue. “What’s the news?” Austin quickly asked.

His father’s eyes snapped from the computer and focused on us. “You’re not going to like it,” he said.

Austin paused and seemed to prepare himself. “Is it that bad?” I felt worry creep back up my spine. I hated this feeling of vulnerability.

His dad ushered Austin towards his side of the desk and I watched as Austin’s face contorted in frustration as he further read what I assumed was an email. His hand tensed around the table edge.

“What is it?” I curiously asked as I observed the two of them.

Austin backed away from the desk and took a good lungful of air to calm himself. “The Touren pack is refusing to help us. They’re the only other pack of significance in the area,” he explained.

Less people on our side. “Did they put a reason?” I questioned.

“Word is spreading that I’ve found a mate. To the Touren pack, it’ll seem like we’re walking a thin line. They don’t want to mess with Bancroft.” He sighed loudly. “You’re not my mate,” He said, just to make sure we all knew. “We can explain it. They have to know all the facts.”

Austin’s dad shook his head. “The Bancroft pack will probably become agitated if they found out we are searching for allies. Besides, they wouldn’t listen.”

“At least tell them I still haven’t found my mate! Don’t let them believe Bancroft lies and propaganda,” Austin tried to reason around his dads thinking.

“They won’t believe it,” Mr. Dimera countered.

Austin put his hand on the back of his father’s chair and began moving the mouse for the computer. “Please. Just try,” he said, gesturing towards the keyboard.

“They won’t believe me,” Mr. Dimera repeated but complied anyway and began to type for his son. He paused for a second and looked between the two of us. “And you two are sure of it? That you have nothing between you?”

I didn’t know how to reply, I didn’t know the signs, and I didn’t know the truth. “I swear I’m sure of it,” Austin replied for me. Concerned for a moment, he looked over his shoulder at my body standing on the other side of the room.

Austin’s father typed away quickly and the rest of the room was smeared in an awkward silence. “A few of the patrol runners are off sick; apparently they’ve caught some major flu. Would you be able to cover? We need extra men running this week, because of the situation,” Mr. Dimera then asked. If Austin went to run around their territory would I be allowed to go to school?

Never had I thought I’d miss school this much. 

Austin nodded his head. “Give me ten,” he told his dad as he moved away towards the door. Now I knew his secret everything he done seemed to have another meaning. As he approached me I found myself recoiling.

Austin grabbed the door handle and turned to look at me before he left and said, “Wait for me in the kitchen – you’re coming with me.”

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I entered the kitchen and the first person I saw was Rose hunched over a book at the breakfast bar. The kitchen was always the place to find Rose if you ever needed her. She never seemed to leave the place.

“Rose?” I asked gently.

She slowly finished the sentence she was on, placed a bookmark, and turned to face me. “Yes?” She said.

I was wary about asking. “Can I go back to school,” I asked, “I’m missing it.” Rose looked at me pitifully. I actually missed those history lessons with that horrid teacher and maths lessons with the grouch.

“Austin and his father would both object. Austin’s loving the time off school,” Rose said as if she couldn’t fathom why a teenager of the same age as her son would ever want to go back. She tilted her head to the side in lack of understanding.

I was quick to reply. “I miss my friends,” I explained, although not 100% true. Gina and Liam were never complete friends and Bianca and I were strangers recently. I just missed being normal.

“Well can we see how you feel after a few more days? Or at least until we’re sure the threat is under control?” Rose reasoned. I hated this. I hated all of it.

I nodded in defeat and changed the subject, knowing nothing now would change. “Can I make a phone call, then?”

Rose got up from her chair and snatched the wireless house phone from its docking. She handed me it. “Calling a friend?” she asked.

I shook my head as I concentrated on dialling the number.

“A boyfriend?” she pushed.

I laughed at her curiosity and for a moment everything felt fine. “My mom,” I corrected.

Her mouth formed a circle as she quietly went back to reading, giving me some privacy.

The line beeped a few times until someone picked up. “Hello?” My mother’s voice was cracked and sore to hear. She sounded worse as days went by.

“Mom!”

“Oh, Riley!” She said. It felt like months since we last spoke but it had only been days. “I miss you.”

I’d missed her too. “Can I come home yet?” I suddenly asked. She had offered the last time we spoke. Told me I could come home whenever I wanted. I told her soon. Now when I really wanted to go home, I just knew things had changed and she was going to say no. The Dimera’s wouldn’t have let me leave either, not now I knew.

My mother sighed. She sounded fed up and upset. “Riley, your father has woken up but his wounds aren’t healing, they think they’re infected. High temperature too and nothing seems to be helping,” she explained without directly telling me she was taking back her offer. I felt bad for making her talk about it.

“What are you trying to say, mom?” I mumbled as my chest began to tighten and my head cloudy.

“Riley, he could die,” my mom said, “I don’t think you’ll want to come home. I’m staying in the hospital recently. I don’t want you home alone.”

I shook my head but I realised she wasn’t able to see it. “No,” I said out loud.

“I’m sorry. I know this is hard. I don’t want you to see him either. Not like this.” On the other end of the line it was noisy, and I wondered just briefly where in the hospital she was. The cafeteria? Reception? “I need to hurry and leave, I’m going home to get clean clothes together then I’m going straight back to the hospital. I’m so sorry, Riley. Talk to you later,” she finished saying.

Just like the other day, the line went dead and I was left with a beep in my ear signalling the end of a call. “Bye,” I whispered, but it was too late for her to hear.

I walked slowly over to Rose who had already lost herself back in her book again. I put down the phone and tried to see if she’d been listening to my conversation. Of course she had. She’d been sitting right there.

Austin appeared at the kitchen door minutes later and shone a smile. I tried my best to smile back as he approached and opened the sliding door to let us through. “I won’t go wolf, don’t worry. I can tell you’re still a little worried,” He said, quickly walking towards the trees as I trailed slowly behind him.

We’re just going on a walk, I told myself. Just a walk together.

After a few minutes of silence I knew we were deep into the trees and the forest surrounding us. “Is this a good pace to go at?” He thoughtfully asked. I already felt the sweat on my forehead and the rise in temperature but I nodded and told him I was fine.

Worried and still upset, I couldn’t help but linger on negatives. “Do you think we’ll come across anything?” I asked, revealing the pathetic coward inside me.

He wrapped an arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer but I felt my muscles tense under his touch. I was still scared of him, deep down. “All the Bancroft members who were here the other night didn’t make it out alive,” Is all he said. All those wolves that barged into his home were dead, I thought. Dead.

I gasped and paused in my tracks. “You killed them all?” I repeated.

Austin shrugged. “It was either that or they kill us all, and I wasn’t having them hurt you.” He offered a smile that reassured me none at all. “They had it coming,” Austin added.

“They didn’t deserve to die!” I wailed.

Austin tightly sealed his eyes and looked like he was about to say something but abruptly changed his mind and began to walk ahead. “The only way you’ll truly understand is if you’ve been this way for your entire life. I’ve been raised with this, and now I understand. An outsider looking in won’t understand.”

So I was an outsider now?

I jogged to catch up and found myself comfortably by his side a moment later. A few minutes after I asked, “How long does it take to go around the borders?”

Austin quickly replied, “Go around as many times as you’d like in a 2 hour period. Just to make sure there aren’t any threats.” I groaned as I realised it couldn’t have been more than ten minutes since we set out. Two hours seemed a year away.

After a few more moment of awkward silence and wind whistling through trees Austin asked me about family out of the blue. It got us talking again. “I called my mother and she thinks it’s best I stay here,” I found myself explaining. “My dad’s woken up but his wounds aren’t healing and he keeps having seizures which are causing the stitches to split.”

Austin face transformed as the wheels in his head went round. “Was he scratched or bitten by that wolf?” Suddenly I realised what he meant.

Being bitten by an alpha turned you into an alpha werewolf. Being bitten by any other werewolf will turn you into a regular werewolf. Being bitten at all wasn’t a good thing. How hadn’t Austin or his father asked this question before?

My father was bitten, I realised. I leaned on a tree with a hand on my head in realization. “This can’t be happening,” I muttered. I looked desperately into an emotionless Austin. “Tell me this isn’t happening,” I repeated, hoping for Austin to at least tell me I was thinking about this all wrong.

“His seizures are a natural reaction to a werewolf bite,” Austin explained as he looked away. “His body is preparing to change on the next full moon.”

My father was turning into a werewolf. My mother is in danger. The whole town was in danger.  “Is there a way out of this?” I desperately asked.

Austin shook his head and suddenly pulled me into his arms. I tried to forget and shove out of mind that he could suddenly turn into a wolf at any second he pleased but it wasn’t working and I found myself unable to relax in his arms. “I’m sorry, we didn’t realise. We should have realised he’d turn into a wolf, but-,” Austin began to say.

“Stop there, Austin,” I interrupted, “I know you didn’t mean not to tell me. You didn’t mean it. Don’t worry about it.” Was it possible he did know, I found myself wondering? There was a chance he did. Could I fully trust anyone?

“When is the next full moon?” I questioned.

Austin was completely silent, weighted to the ground in thought. “Austin?” I said to grab his distracted attention.

I tried to shake myself out of his arms but his grip was tight. “Riley,” he finally whispered.

“What’s wrong?” I lowered my voice to match his. What was the matter? He stared off beyond the tree we were against and squinted. What was he looking at?

“Move,” he suddenly said, slowly releasing me from his arms and pushing me from him. Memories came back to me of the lake where Hilary had pushed me away to escape the wolves.

“Why?” I asked stubbornly.

“Just do it!” He growled.

I found myself being lifted behind him as his body began to convulse in the very way he promised not to and that fear that I unknowingly lost for him in those past few minutes had suddenly returned. There before me on four legs stood a large dark brown wolf. I had time to take in the features, the pure single coloured fur, the larger-than-average build, the thick back legs that seemed longer than the front, and the abnormally sharp nails on the paws. I didn’t want to see his face – especially when I knew it was him, but it in another sense wasn’t.

He backed up towards me without facing my direction. I found myself doing the same, but to escape from him more than anything else.

Over the small hill before us appeared sandy coloured wolves, similar to Austin. Now I understood.

They began approaching, teeth bared as they snarled at us both. As Austin lunged forward I heard myself let out an ear splitting scream.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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