Chapter 8

*•CAINE's POV•*

I've never been more nervous in my life like this before. I can swear I saw the clock wink at me when it was eight minutes to five. I think maybe I'm loosing it. I switched of the tv and turned Ara to look at me.

"What happened?"

"In a few minutes, I will probably go up to my room and not come out. Whatever happens, do not come into my room."

"But what's going to happen?"

"It's something that—"

["Time to go."]

All it took was one command from Scar and then I stood up and walked away, like a robot.

*•ARA's POV•*

Wait what the butt just happened?

On moment I was cuddling with my mate, another moment he's tell me not to follow him, then the next moment he's walking away from me.

["Bipolar much!"]

Amanda said. I scoffed, still not able to comprehend what just happened.

["I know right."

"Should we go check up on him?"

"Naa! I don't think so. He told me he wanted to be alone. If he wants to be away from me, I won't bother going to him."]

I switched off the tv and went to the room he showed me earlier today. The room has been painted cream with a bed, side table, and closet. It's obviously a guest room because there was nothing personal in it. The bathroom has a new toothbrush and towel but that was about it. I needed something to sleep in but I simply didn't have any change of clothes.

Well, even though he doesn't want to see me, I need something to change into. With this thought, I maneuvered my way to his room, following his scent. I reached his room, but I was hesitant to go in.

Maybe he's busy or something, I said to myself. Shaking that thought, I knocked once but didn't get any reply. After knocking three more times I didn't a reply so I decided to go in anyway.

"Caine?" I whispered into the dark room.

"Caine?" Still no reply so I moved deeper into the dark room, towards his bed.

"I'm sorry for disobeying your instructions but I really need some clothes to change into." Not even a single grunt to indicate that he's waking up. I moved towards the bedside lamp and turned it on but the sight that greeted me made me wish I'd left the light off.

Caine was sitting in a rigid position on his bed. I think he was struggling with something because he drawing enough blood from his palm to fill a small bowl. His eyes were swirling around, switching between bright blue and gold. To be very honest, I'd have probably pooped in my pants at the sight because it was hella scary. I honestly didn't know what to do. Should I go forward or stay still?

["Amanda I need your help. What should I do?"

"I don't know. I'm equally confused."

"Try reaching out to Scar. Maybe he'll calm down or something."

"I tried it already but he didn't respond. What do you think is happening to our mate?"

"I don't know but if he keeps this up, he'll loose a lot of blood. Let me try stopping him."]

I ended my conversation with Amanda and looked skeptically at Caine. I took two steps towards him which made him growl at me. I raised my hand up, showing him my palm which was a gesture to show that I'm not the enemy.

I figured that talking wouldn't make any sense and might just anger him the more so I kept my mouth shut. I made to move again when he suddenly leapt up from the bed. I couldn't help the startled noise that escaped my mouth. His claws were out and he had a few hairs on his arm but he hadn't shifted yet. His eyes were still swirling which meant he and his wolf were in control. All of a sudden, the sound of clothes ripping and bones snapping filled the room.

Shit! I think I'm finally about to meet the infamous Scar.

A big, jet black wolf stood before me, snarling. I was fairly certain that Caine wouldn't hurt me, but I'm not too certain about Scar. Sure, I could see Caine still had some control—because his eyes still had blue in it—bit I wouldn't put it past a wild wolf to hurt me. I ignored the snarling wolf and mind linked Amanda.

["I have an idea. Since I'm not sure whether Scar would hurt me or not, I suggest you take over."

"Are you crazy?! You want me to take over and face the wild wolf, who is a Beta for that matter? Nuh uh!"

"Trust me on this. Maybe you can get his wolf to calm down. Please, just try."

"But—but—okay. But if anything happens to me, I'll kill you."

"We're the same person sugarplum. Now get out there."]

Amanda scoffed at me before taking over and shifting, shredding my clothes in the process.

["Way to go! Now I don't have any clothes to wear. Why don't you ever let me take off my clothes?" I scolded.

"Stop whining about your clothes and let me do my job. Besides, you have a well-to-do mate. He'll get you new clothes sheesh! Now shut up!"]

I clicked my tongue at Amanda, still slightly annoyed.

Since I'm now the one in my own head, I was watching the movement as though it were a movie. I just wished I had some popcorn in here then everything would be set. I'm beginning to wonder if there's anything like a head popcorn or something.

["You're distracting me with your stupid thoughts."]

Amanda snapped at me which frightened me more than it should. I guess I thinking too deep again. Yeah that reminds me, how can I be thinking when I'm in the source of all my thoughts? Huh, interesting.

["You're unbelievable!"]

After the declaration, she put up a mental wall so she wouldn't have to listen to my ridiculous thoughts in my own head—something that I find fascinating. I cleared my head —in my head—of every unnecessary thoughts and focused on Amanda and Scar.

Currently, they were growling at each other for some reason. Scar was circling Amanda and was snarling. Amanda was following Scar's movement and was snarling back.

Is this all because I wanted to borrow some clothes? Maybe it's the clothes! Sheesh! All this for a shirt and shorts? Or maybe it's not about the clothes. Maybe it has something to do with what happened to him as a child. Could that be the reason? I will ask him tomorrow and he will have to tell me everything. We can't continue things this way. I guess this was the reason why he ditched me yesterday.

I was once again brought back to the present by a loud whimper. I looked to see Scar backing up and whimpering. He almost looked afraid. Amanda brought down the mental wall because I heard her in my head asking me about what just happened.

["What the hell just happened? There was clearly a snarling competition happening here for the past forty-five but now he's whimpering. What do I do?"]

She was almost beginning to sound panicked so I told her what to do.

["Go lay by him. Give him support and all that stuff. I would have told you to kiss him but I'm not sure how that'll work so just go sit by him. Maybe he'll calm down this way."]

She agreed and moved to our whimpering mate, sitting down beside him. She placed her paw on his face. I have no idea what she was doing but I think the comfort was working. They sat like that for another hour.

Is it possible to sleep when you're in your head? Because I'm pretty sure I was asleep when Amanda jumped up from her curled position.

["Can't a person sleep in peace." I grumbled.

"I don't know what happened. I was curled around him, as you told me to, when he suddenly jumped up and ran out."

"Where could he have gone? We've gotta go look for him."

"Let's go!"]

I would have taken control, but Amanda has a great sniffer so it would be easier to find Scar. Amanda sniffed out his scent to the front door. Where did he go now? Oh God! I decided to wait for him in the house but if after a while he doesn't come back, I'll go looking for him. I ran up to his room and shifted, standing naked in the middle of the room. I walked into his closet and pulled out a shirt and pants.

I don't understand when I read books sometimes. The very tiny protagonist puts on a guy's shirt and it swallows her. Like how big is the guy? Is he wearing an XXL sizes shirt? Sheesh! And the shorts or pants...ugh don't get me started. For some reason, even his boxer shorts are XXL! Like what the fork?

I know this isn't the case because I'm not that tiny. I put on the shirt and even though it was a little big, it reached approximately on my butt. Ahhhh...a perfect fit. Even his shorts fit me fairly well, I just had to tug on the string and adjust then I was good to go. I sat on his bed, swinging his leg back and forth in boredom. I don't remember the exact moment when I slept, but the movement in the room roused me.

"Caine? Is that you?" I mumbled, rubbing my eyes.

"Yeah. It's me." His voice sounded almost sad.

"I told you not to come into my room Ara. I could have hurt you."

"We'll talk about this tomorrow cause I'm really tired now. I'll go to my room now." I stood up and saw making my way to the door when he held my wrist.

"Stay, please." He guided me to the bed and lay me down, plopping down and wrapping his hand around my waist as I placed my head on his chest.

"We will talk about this mister." I mumbled.

"Yes ma'am."

"Oh and I also borrowed your clothes." I breathed out, falling asleep. He chuckled and kissed my head before I fell asleep, thinking about how I'll beat my mate's ass tomorrow.