Chapter 5: Mothers Dread

Waking up the next morning Carter was still right where I let him the night before which was strange since he was usually the first one up. I pealed myself away from him and headed in to the bathroom. The marble floors and bench tops were cold and I longed for heated floors. I glanced at myself in the mirror and saw the little red marks his hands had made on my butt. Seriously!

I turned on the shower and walked into the hot spray of water. Who knew how nice a hot shower could be? I closed my eyes letting the water run down my body. I felt hands go on my stomach and my eyes flew open as I turned to face the owner of the hands. Carter stared down at me, the water dripping from his hair and down onto his eye lashes.

He leaned down and kissed my lips but I didn’t return it. Last night’s kisses were part of a brain malfunction that I would regret later on – only I don’t. His hands moved up to grab the bar of soap before covering his hands in the foamy soap and rubbing it into my skin. His hands worked magic on my neck and back, small circles with just the right amount of pressure. The message was relaxing I felt my body go limp and lean back into his touch.

While one hand continued to work its magic on my neck the other one came around my front, he began to message my breast and nipples as he had done last night turning my relaxed sate into one filled with a need for pleasure.

My cl!t was throbbing for attention when I turned around to face him; he pushed me back against the cool tiles. His lips crashing against mine and his tongue invading my mouth, he pushed between my legs making them spread wide for him and lowered himself into me. He gripped my butt lifting me up to a higher level; thrusting himself deeper into me as he nuzzled at my neck, each thrust was hard and fast threatening to split me in two and building me to a quick and senseless orgasm.

He thrust into me a final time sending me over the edge as my orgasm ripped through me, my eyes rolling back into my head as I came down feeling him find his own release inside of me.

“I thought you were leaving” I breathed still trying to catch my breath.

“I am. I just had to do a few things before I go” He said breathing heavily next to my ear. Yeah a few things you had to do, well you can tick off sex in the shower.

He pulled out leaving me sore and feeling a little used. I washed my hair and then got out of the shower, quickly drying off and putting of a hoddie and jeans before walking off to find Harley.

***

Carter has been gone for the last three days, I have been … well bored. I never thought about how much time I had spent annoying him and now with Harley leaving me behind and chasing after god knows what I was bored out of my brains.

I picked up Emma’s diary again and continued reading from where I left off. Each time she spoke of an encounter with her mate it only made me glad that Carter wasn’t that bad.

“Mummy!” Harley’s voice rang from outside, his cries could be heard a mile away.

I dropped the book and ran outside. Harley was on the floor with blood all down his arm, his cries were deafening, and Cory stood next to him with a shocked look on his face.

“What happened?” I asked running to him and slowly pulling him in to my arms.

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t see him” Cory said coming to my side, he was supposed to be watching him.

I looked down at his arm. I couldn’t tell what damage had actually been done with all of the blood.

“Help me” I told Cory and we both lifted him up and took him inside the house.

“He should heal quickly” Cory said as he grabbed the first aid kit and bought it to me. I slowly started dabbing the wound with disinfectant ignoring the cries of my son as I did so. It was only a small cut and it looked worse than it was. I small cut nothing much to worry about.

Cory stood back a guilty look on his face. “Don’t worry; it’s only a small…” I looked back to the cut and watched as it disappeared before my eyes. Yep definitely a werewolf.

“He’ll be ok?” Cory asked.

“Yes, Harley you’re ok right?”

He nodded and beamed at his uncle. I rustled up his hair and kissed his forehead before seating him back down on the floor.

I put my hand on Cory’s shoulder giving it a slight squeeze. “It’s ok” He breathed heavily.

“Carter would have killed me” he looked like he was in deep thought.

“He’s fine” I said trying to reassure him.

“I have to go” he said and walked out of the house.

I watched Harley play with his toys for a little while longer, I noticed as he started to turn to the car more than the dinosaurs. I picked him up and put him to bed reading him a story as usual and then retreating to my room.

Carter was supposed to be returning home tonight and I was a little thankful, I’m pretty sure it is the bite talking but I felt safer when he was here.

I laid there motionless in my bed listening for the sounds of Carter returning home, I wasn’t going to go as far to say I missed him but I will admit that it was alto colder without him beside me. I heard footsteps hit the stair case; only they seemed to be getting quieter as they went. Was someone going down the stairs? Why would anyone be going down the stairs at this time of night? Cory was out on patrols tonight so who else could it – Harley! Why would he be up?

I jumped out of bed and speed walked down the hallway and the stairs. I paused on the bottom step and thought about where he could be. I walked into the lounge room, nothing. I walked into the kitchen and dining room, nothing. Where is he? I turned and went to walk out but caught the back door in the kitchen out of the corner of my eye, it was open.

I walked out onto the open meadow and looked around; he wouldn’t have gone out here, not at this time of night. I hugged myself and rubbed my arms to try and stop the chilling air that was treating to turn me into an icicle. I narrowed my eyes at the little red object that caught my attention just before the tree line. Rex. Oh my god, Harley!

I ran towards the trees knowing that I would be stuck in an endless circle of whispers and hallucinations but I didn’t care, Harley was in there and probably freezing to death at this moment. I was running so fast, my bare feet cold and numb as they hit the ground, I was about to reach the tree line when I was grabbed around the waist and pulled back.

I looked up to see Cory holding me tightly, his blue eyes piercing into me.

“Let me go!” I struggled, kicking and screaming.

“You can’t go in there Mel” He said starting to drag me back towards the house.

“Harley’s in there” I said trying to find the outline of my son somewhere in the trees.

“It doesn’t matter I can’t let you in there, I’m sorry Mel”

I was getting further and further away from the woods.

“Let me go now!” I screamed, using the most commanding tone I could muster up. Cory stopped dead in his tracks and glared down at me, I could see the battle between commands that was going on behind his mask of emotion. Whose order does he follow?

“I’m sorry Mel” his voice was small and quiet as he started to drag me off towards the house again.

“But he’ll freeze out there!”

He stopped again and looked in deep thought. His nose scrunched up and he sniffed the air looking for a scent.

“Don’t worry, Carter’s out looking for him” he told me and lifted me off of the ground to make carrying me back to the house easier. And that’s supposed to make me feel better? Well it did, kind of, but I wasn’t admitting that.

“I don’t care” I complained, trying to get away from his embrace.

“Look Mel, I can’t let you go in there, now how about we get in you inside before you freeze to death.” I wasn’t getting anywhere with him. I let Cory carry me off to the house feeling sick to my stomach with worry, what if he couldn’t find his way back? What if he gets lost in the whispers? I knew that Lilly wouldn’t hurt him but that didn’t help my nerves and worries.

Cory dumped me in the kitchen and pointed to the chair. “Sit. Stay” he said with a smile on his face. He is such a dickhead.

“I’m not a dog!” I yelled at him and watched as he backed away and closed the door behind him before he went back to patrolling or whatever it was he was doing beforehand.

I watched the door, every grove and indent in the black painted wood now indented in my memory. I looked at the locks, we need higher locks and door handles. I watched the door knob waiting in anticipation, my heart beating so fast, it felt like I had run a marathon.

I saw the door knob turn a little and pounced on it, quickly turning it and throwing it open I looked out to see Carter standing there, his blue eyes alight in the moons shadow, his hair tousled and his hard chest exposed while his track pants hung low on his hips. My gaze focused on Harley, his little figure wrapped up in Carters arms and snuggled into his shoulder fast asleep. I reached out and rubbed my sons back trying to sooth him and warm him at the same time. He was probably so scared, so cold and alone.

“He was chasing a butterfly. He’s fine” Carter told me, his voice was husky as if he hadn’t had a drink in a while.

I looked at Carter wanting to explode. He’s fine! It’s nearly freezing out there and he’s fine! I am going to give him a piece of my mind the minute my son is out of hearing range. “It is below freezing out there, he could have lost a limb to hypothermia!” I whisper yelled at him.

“He has all of his fingers and toes.” He said casually dismissing my concerns. “And besides he's a werewolf, or will be, he has warm blood naturally. You’ll freeze before he ever will”

I sighed in defeat; he was right even if I didn’t want to admit it.

“Mel, he was in no real danger, I promise you that.” He said staring at me intently.

I nodded my head and took Harley from him. He snuggled into my shoulder and continued to sleep soundly. I held him closely. Taking a few deep breaths I decided I needed to put him into bed, I started walking up the stairs and back to Harley’s room fully aware that Carter was trailing close behind me. I was about to turn in to his room when I heard Carters voice.

“Keep going” he said. I turned to face raising a questioning eye brow “I know you don’t want to put him down and besides, it will prevent you from yelling at me about the locks for a little while longer.”

I smiled and kept walking to the master bed room. I put Harley in the bed and climbed in next to him keeping my hand around him. Carter climbed in the bed next to me and pulled me closer, his broad arm draped over me and Harley and his body positioned to shield us from the door.

I turned over on my side to face Carter; his eyes watched me struggle under the weight of his arm and made no move to lift it. Jerk.I looked into his eyes and kissed his lips lightly. “Thank you” I said before turning back and relaxing. As if delayed Carter tightened his grip and nuzzled his head into my neck.

I suddenly felt warm again.

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