The Alpha’s Mute Mate
Episode 12

HUDSON

It wasn’t hard to replace her.

Layla smelt her when she got out of her car. She mind-linked me to say she watched her get out of the car and told us which direction she was heading in.

When she told us the directions, I was surprised that she would go back to where she was tormented and tortured. But I guess it must have been hard for her when you only know one place to go back to is the one that caused more harm.

Asher ran as fast as he could, with Rex following in suit. As we got to the house, we could hear her heartbeat, and it was racing so fast.

“What should we do?” Asked Rex through mind link as he shifted back into his human form.

I didn’t say anything but stare at the house.

“Mate’s scared,” says Asher quietly.

He’s worried about her, and so am I.

She ran away now for the second time from us.

Asher looked toward Rex, who was staring at us. But I talked to Asher first.

“Asher, stay as you are. We will slowly go in,” I said to him, and then I talked to Rex through the mind link. “Rex, head back to the packhouse, tell them we found her,” I said. “Asher and I will watch over her and bring her back when she calms down.”

He nods and turns to leave. “Oh Rex, actually bring a car in the next hour,” I say to him, “She may be tired or even hurt.”

He looks at me and nods with a smile. He turns and runs off but shifts into his wolf form again.

“Right, we will take this slow, Asher, remember she doesn’t like wolves,” I say to him, and he lets a little whine. “I will try, but I want mate,” he says.

We walked toward the house and walked in, moving through the front door and looking around.

The house looks abandoned; you wouldn’t believe a family lived here. They left in a hurry; they planned everything if she was caught or missing.

Asher scans the lounge, but we look towards the door in the kitchen, the basement. The place where we smelt her scent when we came here.

We walked over to the door and looked down, only to meet her scared blue eyes staring back at us.

We don’t move or do anything but just stare at her.

I could hear her heartbeat, and it was going a little faster as soon as her eyes landed on us.

“Asher, step back and walk back to the front door slowly,” I said.

“But mate……” he started to say. But I didn’t let him finish, “Now Asher, she’s scared, listen to her heartbeat,” I said.

He stares at her and listens. He looks back to the front door, and we back up; we walk backward and sit back at the door.

“Why is she so scared of us?” asks Asher as he keeps his eyes on the basement doorway.

“A rogue attacked her and her mother when she was a child, killing her mother. That scar on her neck is from the attack,” I said.

Feeling Asher’s anger rise, “Asher, you need to keep calm. She will faint or something if she sees you angry; you don’t want to scare mate,” I said, his ears picking up some movements from the basement.

We stare and listen as Brookes’s shadow comes up; she’s making her way to the doorway. As she comes closer, Brooke looks around, but her eyes land on us. She’s cold, wrapping a thin blanket around her, but she only stops once through the door. She closes the door with her foot but her eyes never leave us. Once the door was closed, she slides down to sit and leans against it. She never takes her eyes off us.

She looked tired, her eyes were droopy.

Asher takes a step closer, but she mouths no stay.

Asher stares at her.

“What do we do now?” asks Asher.

“Pretend to get comfy and sleep,” I say, looking through his eyes at her. “She’s tired,” I say.

Asher stretches out his massive paws and lies down, resting his head in front of him.

Brooke keeps her eyes focused on us. But her eyelids were slowly closing and getting heavy.

A mind link opens up.

“We are on our way, Hudson,” says my mother. “How is she?”

Asher stared at her, she was falling asleep.

“She’s ok; she’s calmer with Asher at the moment. We just lay down a few feet away from her and pretended to fall asleep while she closed her eyes,” I said to her, as I looked through Asher’s eyes.

After a few seconds, Brooke was flat out sleeping.

Asher walks over to her and lies by the side of her. She feels ice cold. I can feel her cold skin on his fur.

“Warm mate up,” he says to me as he rests his head on her lap and inhales her scent, Vanilla’s hers, and I love it.

Asher and I don’t close our eyes. We watch our mate sleep.

Suddenly, the door slowly opens to my mother and Rex, who scan the house and stare at me.

Rex walks over to me, slowly and quietly. “Let’s take her home,” he says in a whisper.

Asher growls at him. I could tell he didn’t want to move her.

“Hey dude, come on, let’s get her to the packhouse, let me shift back,” I said to him.

Asher reluctantly lets me take over and I slowly shift back into my human form. Rex hands me a pair of shorts. I stood up and put them on. I bent down and picked up my sleeping mate and made our way to the car.

I glance to the driver’s side and see Jackson in the driving seat. He turns in the seat and looks at his daughter in my arms, his eyes full of sadness.

I gave him a small smile.

Rex opens the door for me; I climb in and place Brooke on my lap, wrapping the blanket around her. Rex gets in the front while my mother takes the next seat next to me in the back.

Brooke never moves, silently snoring.

She sends tingles all over me; Asher is purring, which is unheard of. Being close to her helps him settle down.

“When we get to the pack hospital…..” starts my mother, but I shake my head. “No hospital, she stays in the packhouse.”

She looks back at me. “Hudson, she has serious injuries.”

“I know, but I don’t think she likes it there. We place her in a room on her own near my room, on my floor. She will feel safe; make sure Daisy and Jackson are close by too, also you and dad too,” I said, smiling. “She won’t run away again; Asher will be with her too.”

“What do you mean Asher will be with her?” says my mother with a smirk.

I shake my head. “Asher won’t leave her, but I also think she is getting used to him. I will slowly come into the picture, but at the moment, I want her to be okay with my wolf.”

She looks at me and smiles. “Has the big bad alpha wolf turned into a softie?”

“Hey, I’m not a softie,” says Asher in my head with a low growl, but I can’t help the chuckle. “You have become a little softer when it comes to mate.”

My mother doesn’t say anything, but I think she knows how Asher is.

“Hey Dummy, I get to be with our mate more than you now,” he says with a smirk.

I g*****d. “Don’t remind me.” I said to him, “I have to win her over the human way.”

Asher laughs at me. “This will be fun to watch,” he says.

I g***n.

The car was silent for a while, but I know everyone is worried about Brooke.

Jackson looks back at me in the mirror. “How is she?” he asks through an opened minded link.

“She’s ok. I think she wanted some normality. I mean the house, not those bastards. That’s why she went back to the house; it’s the only thing she knows,” I said.

He nods.

I looked down at Brooke, who had now become warmer.

I move her hair out of her face and can finally see her face; she’s gorgeous.

Asher comes closer, and looks through my eyes.

“We love mate,” says Asher.

I can’t say it to her, but I know how I truly feel for her. Well, I think I do, or it could be the mate bond working.

“We do,” I said back to him, not letting him know that I think it’s too soon to think like that even though it would lead that way.

I stared at her for a moment, but soon I leaned back on the seat.

The journey to the packhouse took a bit longer as Jackson was taking his time. He wanted to make sure Brooke was safe and okay.