The Night Wolf novel Chapter 19

She tried to drag herself out of the kitchen to Rowan, who was upstairs, or atleast she hoped that he was. He could have had went out with Felix, seeing how they are always together. That thought stopped her from her dragging herself.

But the desperation in her urged her to go upstairs, even if he wasn't in his room. She was desperate to get rid of the pain.

She had to crawl her way up, since she didn't have the energy to walk up. If anyone was to see her climbing up for dear life, they would have thought her to have hit her head, but she didn't care. The pain wasn't lessening, but it didn't increase either.

She supported herself up and dragged herself closer to Rowan's room with the help of the wall. The short distance felt like the longest. Even climbing the stairs didn't feel as long as the distance from the stairs to Rowan's room.

She covered the distance from the mountain to the river then to the next mountain till she reached his door. She knew she should have had knocked on the door but she wanted to be with Rowan as quick as possible.

The room was empty much to her horror. She couldn't believe it. All those mountains and rivers lead her to an empty promise of treasure.

She was going to lose her mind. She couldn't help from dragging herself to sit, if she couldn't have Rowan to comfort her then she'd try the other way to help herself, which was to curl and cry.

The door behind Willow opened. She snapped her head back and almost cried in relief.

"Rowan."

"Willow." Willow felt bliss as Rowan gathered her in his arms. "Willow Willow Willow." Rowan chanted her name as if it was a prayer. "It'll be alright. I'm here." There was shuffling behind him, but she didn't care.

"Woah." She failed to register Felix, who looked shocked.

The pain did decrease, though it went down slowly, but it did. Rowan clutched her tighter.

With her hazy mind she had mistaken the other room to be Rowan's, since she had never been there after they had moved in to give them privacy.

"Willow?" Now that was a different voice, a very familiar voice.

Willow didn't move from Rowan's warm embrace, she didn't want to. Whoever the person was could wait.

"Are you alright?" Willow heard Rowan mumble.

"She's my friend." Nodded Willow.

"And here I was worried." Continued Felix. "She just barged in and went through the whole house five minutes ago."

"Five minutes?" Asked Willow. He was joking, wasn't he?

"I'm not jesting." Said Felix as if he had read her mind.

He must be playing with her. Five minutes? More like five seconds. Though some part of her told her that she did indeed hug Rowan for long. She pushed that thought aside. No she didn't.

"I," began Willow. Her face was growing redder every second. "I wanna pee." And so she sprinted past them down the stairs to her room, forgetting to pull Melody along with her, but she wasn't going to go back. Though the truth was that she had a certain shirtless someone in her mind, haunting her.

Rowan could do nothing but watch Willow run away. He wanted to run after her to pull her tiny body back into his embrace and protect her from everything. But he couldn't, not yet. Especially with her friend looking at him with her eyes narrowed, ready to murder.

Rowan was sure now, sure that Willow was his mate. Even though Vampires find their mates at adulthood, which is at the age of eighteen, Rowan still believed that Willow was his mate though he was seventeen. If not his mate, he did not know what she could be to him.