10.5 Ocean's P.O.V.

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Ocean's P.O.V.  

Joshua looked gaunt and haunted. Instead of an I.V bag, he had a nearly empty blood bag pumping blood in his body. He was a brave kid.

"They told me she's going to be alright." He looked desperate. I tapped into his mind this time, forcing my way in.

The images flew by rapidly and with passing moment I died a little inside. He felt sorry for Naya when he went to get the Tahoe. There was nothing romantic about his feelings for her. Just total utter respect and loyalty. 

I saw the Darkling through him. He used his hands to manipulate air and threw the car against the tree. Then everything became black. I felt my head throb, ribs retract and shoulder pop back in place. They were his lingering feelings. 

It took him a while gather to his bearings and realize Naya was missing and his hand gun was empty. She crawled over the console in the middle, out through the passenger seat to retrieve his rifle before following Naya's scent.

The Darkling was strangling Naya.

His memory jumped straight to the horrific scene knocking be back. She was withering like a little bird trying to fly without wings. Her arms stretched out by her sides, trying to grasp at anything and everything. 

Joshua staggered once then aimed at back The Darkling's head and shot him. Immediately, the robe fell in a puddle.

That was it. That's all I needed to see.

"I heard that your mom didn't come to see you." She lost her mate and now she could have lost her son. I knew if something happened to my mate I wouldn't be able to go on but his mother did. Because she loved her son. I felt those motions from her, I only wished that she started to show it before it's too late.

"She contacted me... but she didn't want to get out of the house." Agoraphobia, the humans called it. Fear of public places, in her case it was the woods that surrounded her. "She wants me to go home."

"Will you go home?" I wondered. He would stay at the Quarters if he wanted to.

"Yeah, she seemed concerned so I might as well." His demeanour didn't appear nonchalant like usual. Maybe he's finally growing up.

I nodded, satisfied with his health and wellbeing, I turned to leave.

"Alpha..." Stopping in my tracks, I turned to him. "I... I apologise. I didn't want to disrespected you. The poor girl is sick. You..." I knew he was going to speak his mind not caring about ranks. "You didn't seem to care, so when I saw her puffy eyes, I just wanted to help her. If I didn't, she would have walked to the damn airport even if it took her 72 hours." He seemed annoyed.

"What makes you say that?" I wondered. Truly, what was she thinking?

"'Cause she's stubborn and strong willed. She's also an Alpha, you would have done the same if someone treated you like that." I was too numb to feel the dig he threw at me.

"You respect her?" I was more of a statement. My mate earned the respect of the most untrusting member of my pack in a month.

"She's crazy. It's hard not to." He threw his arms out in exasperation.

My mouth twitched to one side. I wouldn't describe her crazy but he's spent more time with than I did. Jealousy and guilt bubbled in my stomach. "Take couple of days off..." He tried to brush it off. "Come back when she's better." He settled after that.

When I returned to my mate's room, I found her in the same state as I left her. I hated being away from her. I couldn't feel our connection. I didn't have reassurance of her safety, her feelings or her where about. 

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