The Wannabe Warrior
Chapter 49

Zane POV

I tossed and turned most of the night. It is now early morning and I still can’t seem to sleep. I am so worried about my mate being in such danger. A woman should be home, having pups, looking after the pack’s needs, not out doing rescues. I am sure if Madison heard what I was thinking at the moment, she would be angry, but I can’t help it. I want my mate home and safe.

After more tossing and turning, and bad scenarios filtering through my head, I gave up trying to sleep and just lay there listening to the night, as if I was hoping to hear her, but with her so far away, I doubted it, but my mind and heart didn’t seem to be in sync. My mind told me she was fine and a good warrior, and my heart said, I want her home with me and she should not be out there, alone and in danger, the agony of not knowing what was going on out there and if my mate was now captured and in the cell with Ryan, kept nagging at me, fear being my enemy, fear of her being hurt, the fear of her dead, it was all consuming.

The smell of my mate was the best smell I could ever ask to smell at that moment, and I knew at that moment she was home safe, as she was in the bedroom, and my fears left my heart and my body took over.

Flying out of bed with speed I did not know existed, I pulled my lovely mate to me and sniffed her neck. She g*****d at my aggressive behaviour, and I pulled back to see if she was hurt, my eyes quickly running over her body, from head to toe. Satisfied, I went back to her neck and kissed it gently.

‘Tired, shower now.’ She commanded tiredly, as if the effort to speak was just too much at that moment.

I wasted no time. I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom and gently stripped her of all her clothing, and looking for any signs of wounds as I went, she stood still as I looked. Her eyes closed, I leaned over and turned on the shower and took her into the water. I stood under the warm water for a little while, holding my mate in my arms and just enjoyed having her there, the relief flowing over me like a warm balm of happiness.

She g*****d, and m****d about needing sleep, so I hastily soaped her body and rinsed her off, getting out of the shower and drying her with such tenderness and care as I could muster, kissing every part of her body that should would let me k**s, as I moved down the body to dry her, and then, she pushed me away with the need for sleep.

I carried her to bed and climbed in, with her still in my arms, and laid her down, my spooning behind her, not letting her go.

She snuggled down and wiggled a bit, before a soft sigh left her mouth, and she was asleep.

Meanwhile, my body reacted to the naked body beside me and I now had a hard e******n. My mind told me she was tired and asleep, my body said it wanted release, it took sometime for my body to get the message that it was not going to get that release, and I slowly drifted off to sleep, satisfied my mate was back in bed with me, where she belonged.

That night was the first time, since she had been sleeping in my bed, that my mate, my Madison, had a nightmare.

I woke, terrified that someone was in the room, hurting my mate, as I responded to the sound of my mate screaming and yelling for her mother and Luna as they fought rogues, and when she cried a woeful cry as her mother and Luna died in front of her, my heart broke.

She woke with a start and then her tears started in earnest.

Pulling her tighter in to my arms, telling her she was safe and it was only a nightmare, as I remembered my dad telling me about how her mum had died and that was why she wanted to be a warrior, and the best tracker around.

I gave her soft k****s on her neck, and rubbed her belly in little circles, trying to comfort her, and she cried in my arms. She was awake now and sobbing with all of her heart, as if she had relived the death of her mum.

Did going to rescue Ryan have been a trigger, maybe that she had saved at least one person would give her some relief, but knowing the advisor and his growing army of rogues were behind their deaths, I am sure, once we can take that man down, her need for revenge would have been fulfilled, we just have to hope we are ready for that day.

My poor mate, what she had seen at such a young age, would have scarred anyone, and she had come out of that experience, a stronger warrior and tracker, with skills that outshine most warriors, and a determination that even the mate bond can’t break.

I could not be prouder of my mate than I did at that moment. She had come through such torment and still managed to go into the enemy’s camp and save a fellow warrior.

It was with that thought I realized that Madison was back and I had not asked if she was successful. I just assumed, could I be wrong?