Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter Nine: Helping a friend

Ryan

Islammed Aaron down onto the mat, pinning him into place with a snarl. Agitation coursed through me as I looked at his golden eyes. I didn’t know what was wrong with me, but I needed to get myself under control. I was upset and anxious.

It felt like I needed to shift and run, but I had already done that this morning and the feeling was only growing stronger as the day went on. I leaned back, sitting on my ass as I looked at the brick walls of the training room. The mat was soft beneath me, its flat, dark blue surface giving a little, letting me sink into the thin cushions. Planting my feet onto the ground, I braced my forearms on my knees, gasping for air.

Aaron propped himself up onto his elbow, his tattooed skin was slick with sweat. “You okay, bro?”

“Yeah, sorry. I think I am, I’m just- there are a lot of feelings that I’m not used to.” I said.

“Do you think it’s the bond?” Aaron asked, rolling onto his stomach. He planted his hands on to the ground and pushed up onto his knees. Kneeling beside me. “Charity has been… Worried and I know it’s her and not me. Could that be what you are feeling?”

“I think so. It was worry and a bit of anxiety, but I figured when I got to talk to her later today I could maybe take her out just the two of us to talk about everything that’s happened.” I dragged my fingers through the curly mess of my hair. During training, it had come loose and I hadn’t bothered to pull it back up. Now it was damp with sweat, hanging around my shoulders and sticking to my skin. “I just, I don’t know how to fix it if she’s running away. My wolf wants me to hunt her with the others but that’s not what

face this morning. What Tillie needs

you guys.” Aaron’ said it like it was the easiest thing in the world. But his mate was a shifter

could guess that everything was so new and different for Tillie. The things that she

pack house. Talking with him had

after brunch, Tillie might call me, I had hoped that she would. But as I turned my head to look at the digital clock that hung on the training room’s wall. I knew that

done a better job of taking care of her. Maybe

it’s just-” I paused, trying to think about how to explain what I was feeling to my friend and pack mate. “I’ve spent my entire life looking for my mate and when I find her, it’s Tillie. And she’s perfect and amazing, and she is all the things that I have ever wanted. All the things that I’ve ever craved. The way she looks at me,

do.” He said, leaning back to rest his bottom on his heels. His hands were flat on the tops of his thighs and his back was straight. I doubted that Aaron realized what he was doing, but he was in the perfect pose

I could focus my attention on him, we didn’t have a sexual relationship but sometimes that wasn’t what being a dom was about. Sometimes it was just being strong for another person, giving them the space to

our run this morning, but it hasn’t.” Aaron said, his hazel eyes fixed on me. “I’m trying not to worry you about it, but damn. It’s hard. Yesterday I didn’t think when we went to play

Aaron?” I asked, already

to find my mate, we all do. It’s just, that if I could live inside of her, I would. Being away from her hurts and I know that my love, my want. It can be like a riptide that will pull Charity under and I don’t want her to lose herself because of me. I don’t want her to drown in me.” His hazel

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