Page 22 of Fated to the Wolf Cowboy
“Come on. We should go. I don’t think he’s in the mood for company tonight,” Tim told him.
“No shit,” Kenneth muttered.
Tim nodded goodbye and pushed our youngest brother out of the stall and then the barn.
“He seriously thinks he’s mated to a horse? Tim, he’s losing it. We have to do something.”
“Not now. Just drop it okay. The best thing we can do is support him.”
“But it’s lunacy. . .”
As their voices trailed off, I couldn’t help but think maybe they were right. This was lunacy. Still, I couldn’t change how I felt.
Alone at last, I settled back down on a bale of hay, knowing I wasn’t going anywhere tonight. But Clementine never fully settled. She was restless and irritable all night long and she kept trying to escape.
At some point in the night, I did drift off for a bit only to be awakened by barn door opening. Groggy and exhausted I realized my mate was no longer in her stall. I jumped up and ran for the door just as she was walking out.
Fortunately, I was able to capture her in time and return her safely to where she belonged. It made me wonder if this was going to be my life now, living in a barn with the animals.
As I closed the outside door, I jumped as a raccoon casually walked on by. Rubbing my eyes, I couldn’t believe what I’d just seen, remembering the reports of one helping Clementine steal food and supplies in town.
I shook my head. Maybe I really was going insane.
This time I made sure to secure the latch and just in case, I propped myself up against the door. There was no way she was going anywhere this time.
I never fully went back to sleep though as we both tossed and turned but never truly slept through the night. And by the time the sun began to rise, both my wolf and I were very muchon edge. And when Wyatt arrived to start his day with my mate, all hell broke loose.
“Calm down, Brady,” he tried to say, but I wasn’t hearing any of it.
To ensure her protection, I shifted into my fur letting my clothes rip to shreds all around us. Clementine should have felt safe from me. She had to know I could never hurt her, but I instantly knew it was the wrong thing to do. She was spooked and accidentally kicked my wolf right in the ribs.
“Shit! Brady, are you alright?” Wyatt yelled. “Whoa girl. Calm down.”
I couldn’t move as I watched in horror as he tied a rope around her neck and led her out to the corral.
“This is too much. I’m calling Thomas.” He picked up his phone right away. “You gotta get over here and control Brady. He’s going to get himself killed. Yeah, send Sam. He likely has a few broken ribs.”
After saying goodbye, he tried to approach me to help. My wolf snapped at him and growled in warning.
Normally I would have shifted back to my skin, but he was right. I was pretty sure I’d broken at least two ribs.
The day was just beginning and already I couldn’t imagine it getting any worse.
Tricia
Chapter 7
I sensed I wasn’t alone before my eyes even opened.
“Oh good. You’re awake.”
It took a moment for the room to come into focus and for me to see a blonde haired woman I’d never met before sitting next to my bed. She had a stripe of pink in her hair, making her look young and fun, yet I felt authority rolling off her in waves.
“Where am I?” I moaned before all the memories came crashing back to me. “Sam,” I said, making his name sound like a curse rolling off my tongue.
The woman laughed. “Sorry about that. I did fuss at him for it. That was no way to treat you, but he insisted you were not well enough to leave, and he was only trying to protect you.”
“He drugged me.”
