Craving Tori: White Timber Pack(19)

I’m furious, I need to run. I need to clear my head before I go insane and attack anything and everything I see. I take off, away from my parents and brother. I hear my mother whine for me, but I push through it and take off towards the wildflower field where Tori and I had a picnic a couple of months ago.

I run and stop as I make it to the field. I shift and drop to my knees, naked and dirty. Tori loves this place. The reality of my mate being gone hits me in full force, and the wind feels like it has been knocked out of me. What was that?

My brother trots up beside me and shifts. He’s breathing roughly from the run to keep up with me.

“Ryan, we’ll find Tori,” he assures me. I pray he’s right because I can’t live without her. “When we find her, we’ll tear the bastard that took her apart,” he growls.

My eyes begin to mist and my vision gets blurry. I turn to my brother with tears running down my face. “I just found her. I can’t lose her, Caleb.”

“You won’t lose her, we’ll find her,” he mentions, putting his hand on my shoulder.

I look up at the sky and scream as loud as my lungs will allow before dropping face first into the flowers. Flashes of Tori’s face play in my mind before I hit the ground.

I can’t lose you, baby!





Two days later…



It’s been three days since Tori has been taken from me. I haven’t eaten or slept. I’m hollow without her. I can feel her pain. I found out the wind getting knocked out of me was due to her, she’s getting hurt often, and it’s driving me to destroy anything that crosses me. I haven’t felt like myself since that day in the field.

My wolf is mourning for our mate day and night. I’m a shell of a man without her. Caleb, Samuel, and most of the pack have been out there helping me search for her. I know she’s out there somewhere close, but I can’t find her and it’s killing me.

My father asked the Pinar den to help us in the search. Issac agreed, and now he and his bears will help search for my mate. I’m so wired I’m worried if we don’t find her I’ll end up shifting and going rogue to the point where they’ll have to put me down. I can’t continue to live without Tori, she’s my other half, the one to calm my wolf. Without her, my wolf will become unstable.

Sitting on the bed I shared with my mate, holding her shirt close to my nose and breathing in her scent calms my wolf from tearing apart the room. Her scent is the only thing keeping me sane at the moment. I have no idea how long I’ve been up here, but a knock sounds on the door and stirs me from my thoughts. The door opens and my father comes walking in with hope in his eyes.

“Come downstairs, I think Issac has some news,” my father mentions before leaving my room.

I close my eyes tightly and take in her smell again before placing the shirt on the bed and slowly making my way downstairs.





She won’t eat a thing I’ve brought her. If she keeps this up, I’ll have to force feed her.

She’s hurting and I couldn’t be happier about it. Maybe now she’ll see that she shouldn’t have left me. She’s mine and will always be mine, no matter what. She’ll die before I let her go back to that little prick of a mate. I’m surprised her little mate hasn’t found this place yet. It’s been three days and the fucker hasn’t shown up yet.

Too bad for him. She won’t be his much longer. I’ll mark her and claim her as my own very soon. I’ll burn that mark off her shoulder if I must.

I have her back and I won’t let her go again. She’s my female now and she won’t be going anywhere. I’ve got this all planned, if he shows up to take her, I’ll end my life with hers. I’ll be the last thing she sees when the light fades from her eyes.

A grin spreads across my lips as I look down at the knife in my hand.





Chapter Eight





I’ve only been here three days, but it feels like forever since he’s taken me away from my home, my mate. He’s been trying to feed me, but I won’t eat what he gives me just in case there’s something in it that will make me lose consciousness.

My body feels weak from exhaustion and hunger. I haven’t slept longer than a few minutes at a time. I don’t want to give him the chance to do something to me when I’m vulnerable. I’m slowly fading away. I can feel it, with every slap, kick, or punch he delivers to me. I’m trying to stay strong for Ryan, but it’s getting harder. The only thing keeping me going is flashes of his smiling face in my mind. Every touch he’s given me.

I’m snapped out of my thoughts of Ryan when I hear the door open. Steve comes walking in with an evil look etched on his face. He doesn’t look like the same guy I fell for all those years ago. He’s changed, he’s turned into a psycho. He has a knife in his hand and my eyes widen in fear as he steps closer.

I’m going to die!

Steve is so far gone that it’s no use trying to talk to him. He hasn’t been listening to anything I’ve been saying these past three days.

He’s walking closer and closer with each step, the knife pointed down, but when he’s right in front of me, he holds the knife up and lightly cuts into my cheek.

“Will Ryan want you now? With your pretty face all cut up?” he says with a grin on his face. Cut me or beat me, I don’t care. But if he rapes me, or kills me… I don’t want my last memory of that being with him. I have a feeling he’s waiting until I have no fight left in me before he rapes me. He takes the knife, lifting it to my other cheek and digging in. The blood starts pouring slightly from the cut.