C7 Chapter 7
We stood in the hall waiting for the principal to tell us who is missing, and in my head, I’m praying it’s not Asher. “Please, if you have any information about Asher Beckner’s whereabouts, come to the office immediately. Thank you and have a good day” The intercom went silent.
Instantly my hand went to my chest while my breathing became heavy and heart palpitations began. My entire body burned as if they threw me into hell itself. “AH!” I screamed so intensely the entire school turned their attention on me, and my voice echoed the halls as the pain rushed through my senses, and I shook, falling to the floor.
Stephanie and Elaina hurried to my side. “Paisley, what is happening?” They asked.
“Call my mom,” I said with my teeth chattering together, and sweat dripped off my forehead.
Elaina pulled her phone out frantically and dialed my mom. She picked up quickly. “Mrs. Jacobson, It’s Elaina something is happening to Paisley. Please get here,” She said, scared, and the call ended.
It only took my mom minutes to arrive. The pain subsided finally. Elaina and Stephanie stayed with me the entire time. My mom ran through the doors and kneeled next to me. “Oh my god, Paisley, what’s wrong?” She said worriedly as she searched over me.
I looked at her with exhaustion as if I gave birth to a 10 lb baby. “I’m fine, mom. Can you please take me home?” I asked in a raspy voice, trying to stand when both of my friends ran to my aid, helping me to my feet.
After my friends helped me get to my mom’s car, we said our goodbyes, and they told me they would come by after school to check on me, and we left the school heading home.
As we drove home, my mom kept looking over at me. I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye. “I promise I’m fine, don’t worry, mom,” I told her, and she sighed.
“I am sorry, Paisley,” She whispered in a regretful tone.
I turned to look at her, perplexed why she would need to apologize. “Why are you telling me that? This is not your fault,” I declared, moving my head to look out the window.
My mom took a deep breath. “The pains you are having are from the mate bond,” She told me with hesitation.
I turned back to her quickly. “What?” I said frantically.
She didn’t look at me. “I should have told you more about the wolf stuff, but I really thought there wasn’t a possibility that your wolf would show because mine never did, but your father is Alpha, and so is mine, so it must mean your faze has started.” She explained, and my body ached again at the thought. “I promise the pain will stop once you and your mate are together.”
I stared at her blankly. “How do I know who he is?” I asked, wincing at the cramps that pierce through me. *This is worse than a period.* I thought to myself.
A look of concern crossed her face, and she placed her hand on my shoulder. “You okay?” she inquired, and I nodded.
We pulled into the packhouse driveway, and my mom got out, coming to my side to help me in the house. Once she helped me to my room, she pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Get some rest sweetie, things will get better once you know who your mate is. I’ll be right downstairs if you need me,” She declared as she walked out the door, closing it behind her, and I fell fast asleep curled into a ball.
3 months later...
It’s been months since Asher went missing. I told my dad that Asher was talking with his father’s pack in Wyoming, and Paul left to search for him. So I’ve been helping my dad out with pack meetings, learning the family trade. I haven’t found my mate yet, so the pain still comes and goes, but I’ve coped with it. This month has been super stressful because the Aberdeen ball is tomorrow, so I’ve been helping my mom decorate and set things up. I haven’t spoken to Trent since the night in my yard. It just doesn’t feel right since Asher has been gone, and I felt so much anxiety knowing he is gone because of me. I have been doing my school from home because the pain spurts happened at all hours of the day, so my mom thought it would be best not to stress when or where it could happen.
I hung the banister up because my mom is pregnant and shouldn’t be on a ladder. “Paisley,” My dad yelled, startling me, causing me to lose my balance, and I fell back. My dad dashed towards me, catching me before I hit the floor.
He held me in his arms. “You are just as bad as your mother,” He said, shaking his head with a grin.
I glared at him, then rolled my eyes. “Maybe try not scaring us,” I retorted, and he let me down. I looked at my dad curiously for a moment. “Have you talked to Uncle Paul? Has he found Asher?” I asked, and he only shook his head.
“I’m sorry,” He told me as we both looked in the door’s direction to see my mom standing there super adorable with her baby belly.
She is Six months now with a baby girl.
She waddled over to us, cradling her bump. “You too are the cutest,” She said, grinning as she placed a kiss on my father’s cheek.
After twenty years together, they still love each other like the first day they met. I could only dream of a love like theirs, but it looks like I may never find him and could spend the rest of my life with this pain.
I brought myself back to reality and turned to my parents. “I’m going to grab the rest of the decorations,” I smiled, then left the ballroom, heading for the storage room.
After I finished with all the decorations and had dinner, I headed to my room to read before bed. I took a seat in my chair in the corner of my room next to the window, grabbing the heating pad, covered myself with a fluffy blanket curling up my feet, then pulled out my favorite book and read a few chapters, then grabbed another book and started reading the next one. They relaxed my mind to keep from the pain being unbearable.
As I opened the book and began where I left off yesterday, my phone pinged for an incoming text. I placed my book face down, saving my spot, then picked up my phone, swiping it open to see an unknown number displayed on my screen.
*Who would text me from an unknown number?* As I’m about to open the message, my mom yelled through the door.
“Paisley, can I come in?” She asked, moving the door handle.
“Um, yeah, just a minute,” I replied as I put my phone down quickly and picked up my book. *I don’t want my mom to worry.* “Come in,” I shouted, and the door opened.
My mom strolled in, coming to the chair across from me, taking a seat. “Hey, sweetie, I just wanted to check on you. Tomorrow is a big day for our pack, and I know you haven’t been feeling well. If you feel at any point you don’t want to go, I will be okay with it,” She said, concern in her eyes.
I smiled, giving her reassurance. “I’ll be fine, mom. Promised you I would go. I won’t let you down,” I told her as I got up from my chair, then sat on the arm of the chair she is in. “It could give me the chance to find my mate to make this all stop,” I explained as hope filled my eyes, and I cuddled into her arms.
She wrapped her arms around me, placing a kiss on my forehead. “I’m so proud of you, Paisley. You are your father’s daughter, tough as nails.” She declared, caressing my cheek. “Get some rest. Love you, sweetie,” She said, kissing the top of my head, then got up to walk to the door, turning around one last time. “Goodnight, sweetheart,” She said, blowing me a kiss, then walked out.
I hurried back to my phone, grabbing it and opening it quickly. Once I got it opened, there was no name, only a text. “I will see you soon.”