Resistance

Chapter 4 - Resistance

Eriks P.O.V

Adding new members to a pack is always stressful. As I sat in my office, I couldn't help but think of Athena. Everything always leads back to her crossing my mind. I told the hospital to keep me updated on any changes. I wanted her to stay in the packhouse, but she was in rough shape and would do better there until she was healed enough to be here.  I didn't understand why my pull to her was so instantaneous.

There was a knock at the door that snapped me from my thoughts

"Come in," My voice sharp, revealing a hint of annoyance

My Beta entered my office with a smile on his face. "The new pack members have settled in nicely, Alpha. Doctor Turner also has some news on Athena." He spoke with a tone of pride.

"What did he say?" I asked a little too fast for my liking. I cleared my throat and leaned back in my chair, trying to through off the happiness I felt hearing her name.

Drake smirked at me. "She has finally woken up. Her wounds are healed to his liking. He said she would be able to be released tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you, Drake. I am going to head out for a bit. Link me if you need me. "I said as I stood up from my chair, stretching out the aches from sitting for so long.

"Of course, sir" Beta Drake nodded as he left my office.

"Can we visit her again?" my wolf asked. He was also drawn to her.

"I need to clear my head, not fill it with more questions, Creed," I  said sharply.

"There's something about her. Even you can't deny it. She could be our mate. We've been looking for so long." Creed

"Even if she is our mate, she isn't eighteen yet. Why would I waste my time on something that isn't ours yet? She could be someone else's, and I'm not doing that again." The words stung as I said them.

With that, Creed retreated, remembering what happened the last time I fell for someone. I would never let that happen again. If she were meant to be mine, it would happen, but I would keep my distance until then. I walked out of the packhouse and entered the training room. I looked around at the empty space. Everyone was eating dinner and getting ready for their nightly patrols. I enjoyed training in silence. It helps me think. Every time I came out here to train, it was like a new solution would appear.

I changed into my workout clothes and walked over to the punching bags. I wrapped my hands in bandages and did a few stretches before I started punching the bag. With my first punch, the bag swung up and hit the wall. I followed it with another hit throwing my weight into it.

Hours must have passed before a familiar voice spoke behind me.

"Save some for the pack Erik." They joked, their voice raised to catch my attention.

"What do you want?" I snarled as I took one last swing at the punching bag before turning around. Greeting me was my brother with a crooked grin plastered on his face.

"Who has you this pissed off?" He asked, eyeing the three destroyed punching bags thrown against the back wall.

"I'm just processing. Adding new pack members always comes with new challenges," I stated, annoyance clear in my tone. "Is there something you want, Phillip, or do you just come to irritate me?"

"That's part of the fun." He laughed.

"I hear you killed a rogue protecting a stray Mutt, one who clearly didn't want to join you. And had her placed in the hospital to be treated instead of the holding cells down in the basement." He looked at me with a smirk. "I thought I would never see the day, Alpha Erik going easy on a mutt." He laughed again.

Hearing those words come from his mouth made me see red.

"Put him in his place before I do." Creed Snarled

"Quiet Creed, he's doing it on purpose. He wants to challenge me, and I won't allow it. If I fight him, I have to, and as much as he pisses me off, I don't want to kill my brother to prove I deserve to be Alpha." While we both were irritated, Reasoning with him was enough to drive me to punch my brother in the face.

"Don't push your boundaries, Phillip. I wouldn't want to have to put you in your place." I snapped. Phillip's eyes darkened as his wolf showed through. I pushed past him as I went heading to the locker room to shower.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, Rachel is pregnant. "I could hear the grin in his voice. Stopping me dead in my tracks

"Have a good night, Brother." He said as he patted my shoulder and left the room.

"That bastard, next time I see him, I'll rip his head off." Creed hissed

I ignored Creed as I started the shower. Phillip always knew how to get to me, but I couldn't let him win. The more I ignored him, the more he would push back. I tried to wash the thoughts from my mind and decided I needed to get some air. After getting dressed, I went for a drive. I zoned out most of the drive; when I realized where I was going, I was in front of the hospital.

"It wouldn't hurt to see her," Creed muttered.

"It's late. She's probably sleeping." My tone was stern.

"Even better, she won't know we were here." I could hear the excitement in his voice.

"Just for a minute to make sure she's good, and then we are done," I muttered.

I turned off the car and walked up to the hospital. Everyone was shocked to see me enter. The last time I was here was when our mother passed. I never stepped foot in the hospital after that. But something was drawing me in. I had to know, and I had to know her.

As I walked to her room, the sweet smell of vanilla and citrus filled my nose. It was something you couldn't miss. I wondered if anyone else could smell it or if it was just me.

As I entered her room, her scent wrapped its self around me, luring me in. She was sleeping so peacefully, her scarlet hair a mess on her pillow, some resting across her fair skin. Freckles perfectly spread across her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Before I realized it, I was standing over her.

"I said we needed to keep our distance" I scowled at Creed

"She calls to us. Even you can't deny it." Creed whimpered

Something about her makes us different. More caring, soft as Phillip had stated before. As an Alpha, that worried me. How could I run a pack with such distractions? Her monitor beeping loudly snapped me out of my trance. With a loud gasp, her Blue eyes flew open. Her hand gripped my arm in fear.

"Erik." She whispered as she let go falling back asleep. Hearing my name escape her lips sent sparks up my spin. There was no doubt about it. She was my mate, and soon she would know this too.

"She is ours," Creed whispered.

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