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I turned toward the door and found Deacon leaning against the frame and watching me with a concerned look on his face. “Hey.”
“Freaking out a little bit or a lot?” he asked like he knew what I was feeling and thinking.
He’d always been that way though. He had a way of understanding emotions and empathizing with them. It was a great skill to have, and I knew he’d make a great alpha one day.
“A lot.”
How could I not? Everything from last night and now, the revelation that I had family all along, was too much. Not to mention everything concerning Pearl, who was obviously feeling urges from our incomplete bond. If I let myself dwell on it, urgency would take over my mind, but I couldn’t let it. Now was the time to be levelheaded, and thinking of completing the mate bond was a distraction I couldn’t allow.
“Have you heard anything through your pack bond?” Deacon asked randomly.
It took me a moment to think about it and then feel around in my head before I could answer him. “No, and I don’t feel it anymore either.”
“It’s the same for me,” he replied thoughtfully. “I have a theory though.”
Of course, he did.
“What’s that?” I was thankful for the distracting topic.
“When you did your alpha power move last night, I think it severed our connections to our packs.”
Alarmed, I stood up and started pacing the room. Wolves couldn’t survive separated from the pack. We had a pack mentality just like wolves in the wild did. We needed touch and a place to belong. If one was separated for too long, the wolf would eventually turn feral.
“Shit, shit, shit.” Was Pearl alright? Was she feeling the effects yet? Was I?
“Calm down,” Deacon said, and like he’d flipped a switch, my mind settled. I sat on the bed again.
“Are you feeling the effects?”
“No, which brings me to my next theory. I think your power severed our connection to our packs and then reformed with each other.”
“Are you saying that I inadvertently created my own pack?” I was stunned. That sort of power was rare. So rare, in fact, that only one shifter in our history had ever accomplished it.
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying.”
“How?”
“I don’t know, but maybe it has something to do with being the alpha your mate spoke of.” Nothing got past Deacon. He impressed me.
“You figured it all out, huh?”
“No, they’re just theories that may or may not be true.” He smirked like he knew he was riling me up and enjoying it.
“It makes sense actually,” I mused, thinking of the heightened urges to complete the mate bond, along with Deacon’s intuition that seems extra touchy lately. “Can you feel me?”
“Sort of.” Deacon’s brows bunched together as if thinking about it.
“I can sense you when you feel something big. That’s why I interrupted you this morning.”
I thought back to what I was feeling with Pearl earlier. I was overcome by her, but there was also a part of me that was panicking. Pushing her away wasn’t an option, neither was completing the mate bond at that moment. There was so much that I had to focus on that mating should be the furthest thought from my mind. It was aggressively at the forefront, though.
“It only gets worse the more you deny yourself and her.” Wise words from an unmated male wolf.
Why was I the chosen alpha again? It made much more sense for Deacon to be the alpha to unite everyone. He was patient, kind, and understanding to the point of being infuriating.
‘Don’t question the Moon Spirit’s decision. She chose you for a reason.’
If Deacon was the chosen alpha, he’d be Pearl’s mate, and that thought made me unreasonably angry. Pearl was mine. I just had to figure out how to be what she and everyone else needed. Easier said than done.
