Chapter 30 – Molly The Broken She Wolf

“No, it won’t be safe. There are pacts in place, you’re not able to tell humans about us.” I tell him, concerned. Long ago, werewolves moved into hiding after being hunted by humans for many years. There are numerous pacts and laws in place to protect us now, but they involve a substantial amount of secrecy to ensure humans don’t find out. There was a war almost 20 years ago and a pack was essentially decimated as their Alpha wanted to work together with local humans, breaking many of the laws of secrecy.

“Dad and I will figure it out, I promise you. It may just take a little time.” he tells me, kissing me on the top of my head. “I swear, I will do anything I can to take care of you.” and I just nod, not knowing what to say. I’ve caused a huge mess for him and the King. Before I can apologize yet again, there’s a knock at the door and King Peter enters the room with my dad. My dad walks over to me and leans in to hug me, slightly pushing Seth out of the way. Seth looks displeased, but he willingly moves and lets my dad pull me into his chest.

We wait just a few moments before Seth comes barrelling through the door. He must have been able to feel my emotions through the bond because he heads straight to me, ignoring mom and Sofia, and pulls me into his embrace, resting his chin on top of my head.

“We’ll figure it out, kiddo. It’s going to be just fine.” He tells me in that comforting way that only dads can.

“This wouldn’t have happened if my wolf wasn’t broken.” I tell him sadly, saying what everyone was thinking.

“You’re not broken, Molly. Just different.” Seth says and I feel my dad nod. “Altair is still convinced you have a wolf trapped in you. It may be worth it to try to figure out how to let her out.”

“We had a witch check her when we first found her. She said there was no magic in her.” my dad tells him, and it’s true. I remember her coming a few weeks after Dad found me. She was around his age and was so nice, but she had really sad eyes. She was very kind, though. My parents were concerned because I had absolutely no memory of who I was when they found me, but I knew my name. Well, I knew my first name. That’s all the information I had- just a lost little girl with a name, and nothing else.

Seth frowns at this new information and places his hand on my knee. “We will figure something out, whether it’s figuring out why your wolf is trapped or finding a human doctor. We’re going to get your finger fixed somehow.” and I nod at him.

My dad releases me but not before placing a kiss on the top of my head. “Seth, why don’t you take Molly back home? Peter and I can finish our work today. Just take care of her.” He tells Seth and walks out with Peter, leaving us alone again. When they leave the room, I can see my Mom and Audrey through the door speaking with Sofia and I blush from embarrassment.

Seth must notice because he leans forward and asks “What’s wrong?”

“I’m just embarrassed that so many people have to be here because I’m hurt.” I tell him, honestly.

“Molly,” Peter begins, “We’re all here because we WANT to be. Your parents love you, and you’re our son’s mate. We are all happy to be here to do whatever we can to help you.” he tells me with a kind smile. Turning to my dad he asks “I’d like to hear more about the witch you had check her as a child.”

“Pete, you don’t.” He says seriously. “It was on the line of breaking treaties. It’s best if you don’t know the details.”

“I don’t care about the treaties. I think we need to have her come back.” He says, looking at me with a small smile. “What if there was something she missed because she was just trying to find why you had no memory?” he asks me and I nod to him. He’s right, and it’s definitely a different perspective that I’d never considered.

Seth nods to him once and goes to grab my hand and realizing that my finger is still unwrapped. “Sofia, does this need to be wrapped back up before Molly can leave?” and all our parents take that as their que to leave us as Sofia walks back in. “Dad, let me know if you need anything at all from me. I’m going to stay with Molly the rest of the day if you are all OK without me.” Seth says, and his dad just steps towards him and squeezes his shoulder.

“Of course, Seth. Go take care of your mate. I’ll let you know what we decide to start with,” he tells him and they all leave us.

Sofia walks over and looks at my hand, taking it and wrapping it some, but not as much as before. “It just needs a little now that we have the bleeding controlled, mostly as padding for the splint. You can always add more or less, whatever is more comfortable.” and I nod to her in response.

“It still needs to stay dry, correct?” Seth asks.

She nods to him “Yes, it will need to stay dry until we’re able to take the stitches out. I’m honestly not sure how long it will take you to heal. We can take a look in a week.” She says and Seth agrees to bring me back then. I’m too numb to the situation to handle any more information. Seth continues talking to Sofia and I see her hand my medicine to me, but I don’t make a move to take it so Seth grabs it and places it in the pocket of his jacket. I have not heard any more of the conversation taking place in front of me, but when Sofia leaves the room Seth looks at me concerned, afraid of the anger that he can feel from me.

Seth gently places his hands on either side of my face. “Molly, are you OK?” I finally hear him speaking to me and I just slowly shake my head. “OK, let’s go home. Do you want me to carry you?” and I just shake my head again, not trusting myself to speak, but I do stand and start to walk out. Seth goes to grab my arm but I just continue walking with my arms crossed, almost hugging myself, as I make my way back to the pack house quickly. He doesn’t say anything else, just follows me closely, stepping in front of me to open the door for me. I can see concern on his face as he does, but I can’t bring myself to say anything yet and just continue on, down the stairs and into the safety and comfort of my home.

Seth follows me in, quietly closing the door behind us as I walk to my couch, grab a pillow and throw it across the room. Feeling slightly better, I throw another, and another. I grab the wooden coasters off the table and throw them across the room one by one, yelling as I do. Seth doesn’t move, he just stands by the door and lets me release the anger I feel. All books and pens in my living room are now across the room and I’m out of things to throw in here, so I head to the kitchen looking for more. I grab a glass and throw it into the sink watching it shatter and feel somewhat better, but Seth quickly makes his way to me and grabs my arms at the wrist.

“I can’t let you do that, Molly. I can’t let you get hurt.” he says, looking down at me concerned. I look up at him, breathing heavily from my outburst of anger and my eyes well with tears. “It’s going to be ok, love. I’m going to make sure of it.”

“I know you will.” I whisper to him and he looks at me confused.

“Why all the throwing?” he says and releases my arms, reaching up to brush my hair behind my ear, gently running his hand along my cheek. “What’s going on in that mind of yours?”

“I…” I begin, but I’m too afraid to say the words. “I’m not sure I’m ready to talk about it.” I tell him.

“That’s ok, Love. But I’m right here when you are.” He says and leans down and places a gentle kiss on my lips. “Will you come take a bath with me?” he asks me and I nod. “Good. Go and start the water while I clean this glass. I don’t want any more accidental cuts.” he says and I do as I’m told. I’d like to tell him I’m perfectly capable of cleaning the mess, but he’s concerned about me, so I just walk away to the bathroom and begin to run the water.

A moment later, Seth walks in behind me and starts opening and closing drawers. “What are you looking for?” I ask but he ignores me and continues his search. Not finding what he’s looking for he walks out and I can hear him opening drawers and doors in my bedroom when he returns with a few candles and a lighter. He places them around the bathroom, lights them and turns off the overhead light. Walking over to the bath, he adds some of the lavender-scented bubble bath and turns, grabbing 2 clean towels out of the closet.

“I’m surprised there’s such a big bath tub in the service quarters,” he says and I can’t help but giggle a little.

“There wasn’t before I moved in,” I tell him with a smile. “Dad renovated it before he would agree to let me move down here.”

“That man really, truly loves you, you know?” he tells me and I’m taken aback by his words. “Adoptions aren’t common among wolves. Most that I’ve encountered have had ulterior motives behind them. I always knew Rob considered you to truly be his sister, but I always just assumed your parents had other motives somewhere hidden from him.” he says, walking up to me and gently placing his hands on my shoulders. “They love you, though. Like, really, truly love you. More than some love the children they’ve given birth to.”

“I know,” I whisper to him, trying to contain my emotions. “I’m really lucky. They’ve loved me from the moment dad found me. I always knew I was safe.”

Seth doesn’t say anything else. He turns off the water and walks back over to me, reaching up to help me take off my cardigan and tossing it to the floor. He reaches the hem of my shirt but stops to look at me for permission. “I’m ok with this.” I tell him quietly and he leans down to kiss me, pulling my shirt above my head and gently freeing my injured hand. I step out of my shoes and he reaches down to unbutton my pants. Slipping them down my hips and then legs, trailing his hands along my skin the whole way until I step out of them.

Seth gently places his hands on either side of my face. “Molly, are you OK?” I finally hear him speaking to me and I just slowly shake my head. “OK, let’s go home. Do you want me to carry you?” and I just shake my head again, not trusting myself to speak, but I do stand and start to walk out. Seth goes to grab my arm but I just continue walking with my arms crossed, almost hugging myself, as I make my way back to the pack house quickly. He doesn’t say anything else, just follows me closely, stepping in front of me to open the door for me. I can see concern on his face as he does, but I can’t bring myself to say anything yet and just continue on, down the stairs and into the safety and comfort of my home.

This beautiful man is standing infront of me now just looking at me and I feel so self-conscious. He’s so beautiful, too beautiful for me. He reaches out to touch my hips, pulling me towards him. “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of looking at you”, he tells me and I blush deeply. I don’t know what to say so I just reach forward to grab the hem of his shirt and lift it over his head, but I’m not tall enough to reach, especially with my finger in a splint. Thankfully, he realizes and leans down enough for me to pull the shirt over his head, messing up his hair. “Sorry,” I murmur. “I’m short”.

Seth chuckles and cups my face with his hand. “You’re perfect,” he says, calming my nerves. I reach for the waist band of his jeans but I’m suddenly nervous all over again and don’t unbutton them, I just stand there touching him. “It’s OK, love. You don’t have to.” and I bite my lip, unsure of myself.

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