The Big Bad Wolf Mate
Bishop’s POV

Letting her think that her leaving didn't kill me was the worst mistake I had made. I wanted to trust that what she was doing was for her previous pack and nothing to do with her actions a few days ago but something told me they were related somehow. She needed to fix her issues before she could come back here and completely commit to her new role and I was going to let her do that on her own. If letting her have this last piece if independence made her feel better then who was I to take that away from her, even if I felt crummy about it.

I had this gut wrenching, nauseating feeling all day long and I knew it could only be coming from one person, Red. She might have been able to keep a brave face for everyone else but I could sense her pain even when we were miles apart. One of the perks of the mate bond I guess.

After Sandra ruined all of those good feelings for me, I never thought I would ever get the chance to have that again until a certain feisty, red-headed female walked into my life and turned it upside down. Truth was, from the moment I met her, I knew she was perfect. Every fiber inside of me went wild when I was around her and the way her body felt against mine had me questioning my sanity daily. She was the light to my darkness, the fire that made my heart blaze and beat again. But it scared me and I couldn’t know for sure she wouldn’t hurt me too even after everything we’d been through together.

She worked alongside me, learning my members as if she had known them her whole life and had lots of useful knowledge when it came to fighting, yet she always held back. It never seemed like it mattered in the beginning but lately she’s been keeping things from me and it was taking a toll on us both.

My stomach started to churn again and I knew she was close by. I walked down the path we had first met on, I saw her walking back and forth, pacing in the same spot, wearing the grass down under her feet. There was something she wasn’t telling me and I figured it had to do with her current state.

I stepped out of the brush, taking her by surprise and said “What’s the problem?”

“Nothing.” She replied while biting on her fingernails.

“Really? Is that the answer your going with? Because you do know I can feel your emotions, right? And right now I feel like I’m about to puke.”

She looked at me then closed her eyes tight then opened them quickly and said “I’m sorry. I’m just missing my family, that’s all.”

“Red, you suck at lying. Tell me what’s really going on.” I warned in my most docile Alpha voice, knowing she couldn’t lie to me.

“I have a problem at home that I don’t know how to deal with and if I don’t make a decision soon a lot of people could get hurt or my life will become more complicated than it is right now.” She said in a quick response making me even more suspicious than before.

“So what’s this decision?”

“Let’s just say someone wants to take over my father’s pack because they don’t think I could have run it as well as them.”

I nodded at her reply but I still wasn’t satisfied with her answer.

“Is that why you’re out here? I thought you decided against being Alpha? Isn’t that what you said when you agreed to be my Luna.”

She paused and stared at me with wide eyes as I examined her expression intensely.

“It’s complicated but it is strict pack business and I cannot talk about it with anyone other than my father and the ass trying to take over.”

Smirking I asked, “Is this confidential business going to involve me in any way?”

Narrowing her eyes, she barked back quickly, “No. I’m a big girl and I can take care of this situation on my own, I never should have come here!”

As soon as she ran off towards her cousin’s pack, I knew whatever she was about to get herself into was bad and there was no doubt it would involve me. I contemplated going back to Black Claw but something inside me was telling me to run after her.

My wolf was prancing around in my head at the thought of following her and saving the day like a hero and all I could do was roll my eyes at him. I waited a while, letting her get a good ways ahead of me before I ran off like the dark knight I was.

“Bishop.” I heard Deacon calling out for me as he walked up to my side, panting.

“What is it now?” I asked in an annoyed tone.

“Barren’s back.” He said as he bent over and with his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath.

A sudden rush of anger and terror came over me and I said “Something isn’t right.”

I took off towards Chase’s pack letting my wolf lead the way and soon we were sprinting through the back of his territory trying to get to our mate. I wasn’t sure if what Deacon just mentioned had anything to do with the way we were feeling right now but I had a hunch it might have.

I reached the tree line and watched as three black SUVs were parked in front of the pack house. I began to calm slightly only to be hit with another wave of rage strong enough to knock the wind out of me. I looked around for some clothes, before shifting back into my skin then walked out of the bushes watching the front door as Chase, Cole and Mark all came out without Ember.

I panicked slightly when I didn’t see her but I knew they wouldn’t leave her in danger so I tried my hardest to push these feelings down and continued walking towards the porch. Once I made it to the door, I looked in just in time to see Ember kissing the one person that I thought I would never see again, the one person that should never have shown his face in this state, yet here he was with my so called mate.

My wolf lost it and let out the most horrid cry ever before shifting and running off into the woods. I couldn’t do anything, he had completely blocked me from taking control as we ran away in fury. We ran through the woods dodging tree limbs, as the pain inside started to ripple through us. He howled out again, an agonizing cry for the love he thought he had and from the betrayal that occurred again.

Once we reached the cliff, he stopped and stood tall, staring up at the sky in distaste, begging the goddess herself to put him out of his misery then falling to the ground in defeat. This pain was different than the last time. My heart felt as if it was being torn from my body one piece at at time, making me feel as if all I ever were put on this Earth for was to be broken. Not this time though, this time I would reject my mate, again and pray that I didn’t live to see another day.

I closed my eyes and sent up a prayer for the pain to go away, for Ember to be just as devastated as I was and for her to feel the tormented heart of a rejected mate.

He’s so cute trying to deny the bond they have.

Oh shit, he saw her kiss Anderson! I can’t even speak, my heart hurts.

No, say you won’t do it. Please don’t do it, Bishop. It was a mistake, at least hear her out.