The Alpha's Slave Mate novel Chapter 62

Daphne’s Point of View

I jolt awake in a cold sweat, and it takes me a moment to realize where I am. Once the fog of sleep has lifted, I look to make sure that I have not woken Caleb up. Thankfully, he is still soundly sleeping and was not disturbed by my movement. For a moment I am jealous that he is able to sleep so soundly when lately I have been consumed by nightmares. Knowing that I will not be able to find sleep again I carefully remove Caleb’s arm from around me and slip out of bed.

My wolf was itching to be free, and since no one else was up I decided that going for a nice morning run would clear my head. I quickly throw on a pair of shorts, and a shirt and grab my shoes as I quietly walk out of our bedroom door. It does not take me long to make my way out of the house.

As I start walking towards the woods, I cannot stop my mind from wandering back to my dream. Somehow in my dream my parents were still alive. Caleb had gotten tired of me not producing an heir and was returning me to them. In the dream we had returned to my former home and Caleb had told my parents that he had made a mistake. My mother in all her glory was there to snidely remind me that it was only right that my child had died since I had killed her son. My father was shaking his head in disappointment as he told Caleb that I was an abomination, one that should have been terminated. Even though there was no physical violence in the dream, I felt as beat up as ever.

Recalling the words that my mother had spoken in the dream; I truly wonder if the Moon Goddess has decided that I was not worthy of raising pups. Although I had once believed that she favored me at least a little because Caleb was my destined mate, was that the only happiness that was meant for my life? Could I be happy not being a mother?

Finally reaching the edge of the wood line I forcibly shake my head to dispel my thoughts. Right now, it is time for my wolf to run. She deserves to be free and wild, and I have not been attentive to her needs lately. I ensure that I am alone before stripping down and shifting into my wolf.

I feel the burst of excitement as her paws hit the earth beneath her. Taking a long whiff, I enjoy the clean crisp air up here in the mountains. I start the run out slow, taking long leaps and stretching out my muscles that have not been used lately. Soon I feel loose and free and start dashing deeper into the woods, allowing my wolf to frolic.

Soon I come upon a rock wall and decide to run along side of it. I giggle internally as I startle a few rabbits. I can tell that I am getting dangerously close to the perimeter of my pack.

My wolf stops suddenly, tumbling head over tail as we unexpectantly come across one of the pack warriors. He quickly takes up an attack stance, and a bit of pride shoots through me. Using my mind l**k I quickly tell him who I am. The young warrior is at first shocked, and then fearful as he was in a stance to attack his Luna. I reassure him that it is fine, as he profusely apologies to me. I make sure to tell him that I am proud of his quick reflexes, before turning and bounding back into the forest.

This encounter makes me realize that I do not know as much as I thought I did about the perimeter of our pack region. Although I knew that we had guards and scouts posted along our borders, I do not exactly know where our borders are. I make a mental note to inquire about that issue with Caleb. As I near the area where I left my clothes, I snort not looking forward to what I have resolved to do today.

I once again make sure that no one else is around before shifting and putting my clothes back on. Walking back to the house I bask in the early morning glow of the sun. Despite my duties for today, I am feeling really good right now.

I promised myself yesterday that I would call the pack doctor today. I know that I need to get over losing the pup, not just for my sake but for Caleb’s as well. Training the peculiar wolves has been a sort of therapeutic relief, but now I worry that I am doing more harm than good. I barely see Caleb now. Jogging up the last few steps to the main door, I am resolved that I will call the pack doctor immediately.

Entering our room, I can tell that I have just missed Caleb. His scent is still very strong, and there is evidence that he has just left the shower. My heart aches with missing him. With him in mind I reach for my cell phone. It dawns on me that I am not sure who to call. I am not sure if I should call the physician that handled the loss of the pup, or the clinic. I decide to call the clinic. Upon reaching the receptionist I quickly explain the reason for my call, and she politely informs me that she is transferring me to the mental health clinic.

The next receptionist that I speak with is very polite, and she asks if I would like a male or female doctor. I explain that I do not have a preference. She begins to take my information to get me scheduled, but when she learns that I am the Luna, she puts me on hold. It is not too long before the phone is picked up by a rather cheery voice.

“Luna this is Doctor Hollis how are you feel?”