THIRTY THREE
We finally made it back a couple hours ago, Tyson walked off which I'm guessing he needed to see Alpha Dawson or maybe he just wanted to avoid me.
It really hurt when he just walked off, he helped me out of the car but he left me standing there outside, practically ran off into Alpha Dawson's pack house.
When I had came inside, he wasn't around, just disappeared.
I just kept replaying it over and over in my head.
'Olivia' Fay whined.
'What's wrong Fay?' I asked her, concerned.
'Tyson, don't want us,' she whimpered.
I was shocked, when Fay said that. I froze for a second but quickly fixed my composure. Fay didn't like what it, she was worried about her mate. Your wolf never likes it if it isn't your mate.
'Fay, let's go run' I sigh.
I got up from the living room pack house couch and shut off the TV that I wasn't even paying attention to.
I got to the pack house back door and open it, exiting the house, closing the door behind me.
I see everyone training and I immediately see Tyson walking around, watching everybody training with Alpha Dawson.
I start walking towards the woods, keeping my head low, hoping I don't get noticed.
"Olivia!" I heard Tyson yell but I didn't look back, I just kept moving towards the woods.
As soon as I stepped into the woods, I hid behind a tree and stripped myself from my clothing.
My bones stating to crack as I start to transiton.
I dart off into the woods and run, running fast through the woods.
This is exactly what I needed especially in this exact moment.
It felt freeing as the wind blew through my fur, the leaves crushing under my paws, the peace, and quiet.
I ran far, farther then I would normally go but since I didn't have my 'thinking spot', running far was just as good.
I ran and ran, I felt like I had run forever.
I found a nice grass area as I felt tired. I needed a break. I laid down on the grass and just looked at all the trees surrounding me, it was peaceful. I felt my eye clothes and I knew I should have gotten up but I was exhausted. I was warm, not wanting to move, I fell asleep.
I feel a cool breeze hit my back, making me shiver. My eyes flutter open and I realized I had fallen asleep. I was no longer in wolf form instead I was completly bare, naked. It was dark, the sky completly black. Fuck, I should have just gotten my lazy ass up.
I brought out my wolf, my bones cracking as I transformed back into my wolf, to head back to Alpha Dawson's pack house.
I ran and ran, pushing myself, hard, going faster.
Finally making it back, I trotted over to the tree I left my clothes beside.
I turn myself back into my human state and quickly dress myself.
I hear yelling coming from inside the pack house. I run to the back door and I listen to hear what all the yelling was about.
"SOMEBODY GOD DAMN FIND HER!" I hear Tyson roar.
They are talking about me, I know it. Shit, I am in so fucking much trouble, I thought to myself.
I slowly open the door, ready to get yelled at.
I stepped inside slowly and quietly. Everyone was crowded int the foyer are, near the stairs.
I saw Tara and Amelia crying as their mates hugged them tightly.
I saw Alpha Dawson who looked scared shitless.
I could only see Tyson's back seeing as he was facing the crowd of people.
"I NEED HER FOUND! RIGHT-" he paused and started smelling the air.
Fuck. He knows i'm here. He snapped his head towards me, his eyes were red.
I have never seen something like that. He had rage radiating off his body, I could almost feel it.
He was livid. Everyones eyes were now on me.
Tyson took long strides walking towards me, he didn't say a word, he just grabbed me by my upper arm in an intense grip causing me to whince.
With everyones eyes on us, he practically dragged me up the stairs and to the room we are staying in. He shut and locked the door before turning to look at me with rage still in his eyes.
"T-Tyson, I-I really didn't-," I started but never got finish cause in a flash he had me pinned against the wall, his hand around my throat, not tight enough to cut my air way off but still tight nontheless.
"HOW COULD YOU HAVE BEEN SO STUPID? WHY DO YOU HAVE TO ACT SO DAMN IMMATURE?" his voice booming off the walls.
I kept quiet not saying anything, not like he would even let me in his state of rage. That only seemed to piss him off more, his growing darker, it was unreal. It hurt hearing his words but I knew he was gonna be pissed.
"I DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU! DID YOU NOT LEARN YOUR LESSON LAST TIME YOU WENT OUT ALONE? DO YOU HAVE A GOD DAMN DEATH WISH?" He roared and I whinced at his tone.
His tone was strong, making me want to be obedient and I felt like I needed to bow to him.
I felt tears start to rise, I tried to hold them back but failed, the dropped, rolling down my cheeks.
He immediately let go of me and his eyes softned when he noticed my tears. His blue eyes were now looking at me.
He walked over to the bed, sitting on the edge, putting his face into his hand with a loud sigh. I felt the need to comfort him but I pushed it back. I stayed against the wall he once had me pressed against.
"Olivia, you have no fucking idea how worried I was about you," he said lowly.
I don't know why but I started walking towards him.
I reached ou slowly and put my hand on his shoulder, finding myself comforting him.
His hands moved from his face and to my waist, he swiftly lowered me onto his lap as I straddled him.
He nuzzled his face into my neck and let out a soft sigh of relief.
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you. I fell asleep when I sat to rest," I murmered.
He lifted his head from the crook of my neck to look at me. His eyes were filled with sadness. He pulled me tighter against him.
"Olivia, you can't do that. I don't know what I would do if I lost you too," he whispered, looking at me in my eys.
My heart melted. It cracked wide open for him.
I searched his eyes for a moment more before I placed my lips on his.
It was full of passion and love for him.
The connection against his lips against mine sent sparks all through out my body.
I never wanted to leave his lips, I melted into the kiss as it got more heated and heavy.
My panties started to pool with my wetness as I felt his buldge grown against my wet core.
I started to grind slowly against his buldge. I was ready; I wanted him, I craved, I needed him. He let out a low husky groan and halted my hips from moving, stopping the heated kiss.
"Olivia..." he trailed off, his husky voice making me go wetter.
"I want to, Tyson," I told him honestly.
"Are you sure?" he asked, searching my eyes for anything.
"Yes," I breathed, no hesitation.