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We carefully make our way through the hallway, avoiding the bodies and the pools of blood, as the adrenaline is slowly leaving my body.
What just happened will probably hit me in a couple of hours, but for now, I can handle it.
The silence feels awkward as I stare at Mathew and Vera’s backs.
As my head is starting to clear more, I realise what happened with Mathew and how things could have gotten much, much worse if it wasn’t for Vera’s quick thinking.
I must have gone into a frenzy, though the details are blurry.
Then, a very clear picture pops into my head, Mathew’s face as his eyes were filled with terror. Not because he was afraid of someone else, but because he was afraid ofme…
My stomach rolls and I swallow hard. Fucking hell.
No way.
That…
I can’t believe that I did something to make him fear me.
“Mathew…” I reach out to him, tugging on his arm and he turns to me slightly, his eyes normal, exhausted, but normal. “What did I… Did I…?” My eyes shoot over his body, trying to find anywhere I could have hurt him. “What…”
He stops, turning to me more as he takes my hand. “You didn’t do anything to me. I promise.” He steps closer, sliding a hand up over my shoulder as he cups the back of my head. “I promise.”
Then he crashes his lips into mine, kissing me hard, and I grab hold of him, pulling him as tightly against me as I can, kissing back as hard as he’s giving me.
As he kisses me, his pheromones become stronger, soothing and sexy, but no trace of anger or fear in them. Whatever happened between us that made him look like that, nothing of it remains, we’re still the same as we were before.
After long moments, he pulls back, keeping my gaze, making sure I understand what he’s trying to tell me through his pheromones. “Nothing bad happened. I just want to go home.”
I nod.
I’m sure that a lot of things happened, including something that made him look at me in terror for some reason, but none of that matters until we’re back home. We can deal with it then.
As we’reabout the leave through the side-entrance, Mathew stops Riley, his gaze troubled. He waits until Caleb, Vera and I have walked past them before he talks.
“Before we go any further, I need to know something. Depending on your answer, I might have to kill you, as taking you with us could put all of us in a lot of danger.” His voice is cold, making shivers run down my spine, and I catch the glint of his knife as it appears in his hand.
Fuck.He’s seriously willing to kill her, even though he knows she’s a scent match for us and it will leave a scar in our pack forever.
“Okay.” Riley looks at him calmly, like this is somehow a reasonable request.
What the hell?!
She just saved our asses. She’s good people. Why is he suddenly suspicious of her?
I was the one who didn’t introduce them before, that didn’t have anything to do with her.
He has to understand that, right?
He can’t blame her for that. Right?
I can’t lose her.Wecan’t lose her. She’sours.
“Mathew! Stop it! She’s not a danger to you!” I try to go over to him, but Caleb grabs my arm, holding me in place.
“Don’t interfere.” His voice is low as he uses his Alpha powers, his gaze intense as he looks at them. He knows what this is about. He’s waiting for Riley’s answer. He’s waiting for Riley to give the right answer. Whatever that may be.
“What?! You can’t be serious.” I stare at him and then notice the light distress in Vera’s pheromones.