He was uncertain as to what had just gone on here in this room, but something was ticking inside his brain, though those eyes, he was willing to bet not many wolves had white eyes like she did, something about them were ticking at him.
Bradley was going to have to come back on his own, without Hadley, the girl at his side had increased the woman’s pain enormously, walked past her assistant who was staring at him, seemed worried, likely had heard the boss flee, she’d hadn’t gone quietly. He moved his eyes from her and left the store taking Hadley with him, put her in the waiting care a few car parks down and got in himself.
“Back to the hotel.” he told Cooper.
“What happened?” Cooper asked him.
“Nothing.” Bradley muttered “She is a wolf.”
“No.” he saw his Beta frown at him, disbelief on his face.
“She has very pretty white wolf eyes.” Hadley sighed “But she didn’t like Bradley at all.”
Bradley frowned at his sisters’ words.
“White wolf eyes.” he heard Cooper murmur.
“Yes, White with black around the edges. Rare I imagine.” Bradley answered not that it was a question.
“What is it, Brad?”
“I don’t know, just twitching my brain is all.”
“I think she acted like shew as your Mate.” Hadley suddenly piped up from the backseat.
He turned and looked at her, right at her, a deep frown on his face, no-one in the pack not even his parents knew about that day, certainly not Hadley. Bradley could feel Coopers eyes on him too now.
“Why do you say that?” he asked his little sister, couldn’t understand her logic.
Saw her shrug “Her whole body went crazy, I tried to tell you to calm down, was going to mind-link you what I thought but then when I touch you, she just ran away. It was weird, even I picked up on that as did my wolf “Could you smell her?”
“No.” he answered Hadley, and he couldn’t, wasn’t likely to with her scent masked all the time either. Turned back around in his seat. So much pain in the woman, he thought and then even more when Hadley had touched him.
Her instant dislike to Cooper and Hadley the other day. She was also a wolf. He was frowning now, she knew who he was, that much Bradley was certain of, she had seen him before, likely had known who Cooper was when he had walked into the store.
“Bradley?” it was Cooper.
“Not now.” he snapped at his Beta; he knew what the man was thinking. Because now he was bloody well thinking it himself. The pain that had ripped through he and Benson 8 years ago. Out of nowhere at all. He’d not understood it, and it had damned near killed him. That night…Bradley turned to look out the car window. He’d not smelled that girl either, the one in his bed, had scented nothing that night.
Then a little later on top of that pain he’d felt someone reject him as their Alpha and go rogue, that had ripped right through him, had intensified the pain he was already feeling, he had damned near clawed his own heart out trying to make it stop. So bloody bad he’d rather had been dead than feel that pain.
His pack doctor had sedated him because he and Benson had not been able to cope with it. But only a select few knew about that. His unit and his pack doctor, Samuel. That was it.
Piper POV
Piper woke with tears falling from her eyes, she had not had a dream of him in years, not one where he was touching her and kissing her, couldn’t get enough of her like he had done that one night they’d spent together. But it ended now, this time with him biting another, Marking and claiming another and it hurt so bad, even dreaming of it was tearing at her. Pulled the pillow over her face to muffle the sobs that racked her body, until they stopped, held that pillow tightly to her face so that Brandon wouldn’t hear her and get worried that something was wrong with her.
She had not dreamed of Bradley Drake in near 5 years now. Had pushed him aside with all she had, with all they had, she and Harper. It was not healthy to think about something they could never have. Now how they should have been able to have him, not as their Mate. Thought they had moved on, now it seemed that they had not. Seeing him had only brought them pain and anguish and now they were back to square one it seemed. Crying over what was not theirs, would never be theirs.
They had lost him long ago. Hell, they had never had him to loose in the first place. Not in that sense, he’d looked right at them yesterday and there was not a single ounce of recognition in his eyes. She had lived inside his pack for 21 years, and for 4 of those years he had been her Alpha and still he couldn’t see her, couldn’t even recognize her. She had pledged her loyalty to him as all did, though she had not known what he was to her then, but he had said her name, looked right at her and accepted her pledge. Hell, the man had trained her warrior class once a month from the day he took over, and he had bumped into so many times over the years, even after she knew what he was to her. Still, he did not recognize her.
Cursed by the mood goddess it seemed.
Got out of her bed, the sun was barely touching the horizon and as she stepped out onto the balcony, trying to let the freezing cold morning air freeze her heart into a numb state that felt nothing, caught a glimpse of movement off in the distance. Turned her gaze on it, Harper moved forward to lend the use of her sight “Wolves.” she stated and then receded back into Piper’s mind.
“Do you want to go for a run?” Piper asked her wolf.
“No.” was the only response she got. This was how it had been for nearly a decade now. Harper had not shifted in nearly forever. Just didn’t seem to want to. Never explained why, didn’t really have to, Piper knew that she likely no longer could shift to her wolf form, it had been too long, she’d given up. To demoralized and in too much pain at the time of her deciding she didn’t want to shift anymore.
Harper no longer wanted to be out there, didn’t want to be anywhere near her own kind. Just lived inside of Pipers mind, could push forward at will and talk at will but did not shift to her grey and white wolf anymore. Had stopped doing that before they had even left the pack and gone rogue. Hadn’t shift since piper was 20 in fact.
Maybe she would once again start to shift when Brandon shifted for the first time, perhaps she would want to run with his wolf, when he got him. Piper did hope so. She recalled her very first shift to Harper, it had been on her own at 16 under the full moon just 4 days after her birthday. Didn’t have anyone around her at the time, no family her mum and dad long passed.
So, no one to really talk her through it, though she had listened to others about their first shift when they had talked about it. Heard it was going to be painful and could take a while that first shift, but it got less painful with each one after that until your wolf could just rip out of you at will in pretty much less than a minute. She’d seen it too.
That day had been very liberating for Piper and Harper had been with her for nearly a year before it, had been able to talk to her for a long time before her first shift, she didn’t think that was normal, but it had been nice to have the company.
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