020

A beeping noise wakes me up, my eyes opening to see an unfamiliar room. My skin is burned and my eyes feel a pain behind them.

"Lay down," I hear someone say, my eyes looking to the source.

"Isaac?" I ask, his head nodding.

"You're immune system caused you to collapse. The amount of wolfsbane that was in your system is fatal. You've been slipping in and out of consciousness for the past 24 hours," he explains, my head hurting.

"H-How did I get here?" I ask, my head pulsing with extreme pain.

"When you didn't respond or wake up to Harry, he brought you here because he didn't know what else to do. He's angry and frustrated. No one has been able to get through to him," he explains, tilting my head back and looking into my eyes.

He immediately stops what he's doing, his eyes glazing over in a haze. He's talking to someone.

A curt nod is signaled and he excuses himself. Harry walks in soon after and glares at Isaac, his hand taking mine.

"You don't touch her unless you have my permission," he grits, Isaac nodding before walking out of the room.

"I'm fine," I say, his lips pressed together tightly.

"You didn't wake up. Do you have any idea how scared I was?!" he nearly yells, my body suddenly feeling extremely small.

"Don't you dare tell me you're fine! I'm not letting you out of my sight and no one is allowed to be around you unless I give them permission," he states, eyes turning a deep red.

"Get out," I whisper, trembling with fear of him. I don't like seeing him so angry and he needs to calm down.

"Get out? Get out?! Shut the fuck up, Mae. You can't tell me to get out!" he yells, my eyes building with tears. I'm weak and mentally hurting; this adds to the pain. I feel pathetic.

"You're scaring me," I cry, curling into the bed in fear.

His jaw clenches and I close my eyes, hating his anger. I hear the door shut and I cry into my hands, two hands wrapping around my wrists.

"Look at me," Harry says, softening his tone.

"Mae," he tries, but I shake my head. I pull away from him and wipe my tears, his insistence irritating me. He's completely bi-polar right now.

"Esmae, look at me," he groans, my hands grabbing his wrists and shoving him away.

"Stop it! You can't do this to me!" I yell, his face still in a hard expression.

"What happened to you? You're just as angry and closed off as you were when I first met you. I don't even recognize you. You're scaring me and pushing me to my limits when I thought you were over this. What happened the last 24 hours? You loved me then, and now you're acting like this?" I ask, only realizing my words once his eyes go wide and his jaw drops.

"W-What?" he stutters, my head shaking.

"It doesn't matter, anyways. I'm growing tired of this bi-polar side of you," I say, his chest heaving.

"Stop, wait. Don't push me away," he says, his voice soft. He moves his body closer to me and I shut my eyes, refusing to look into his. I look into his, I will cave.

"How do you know?" he asks, my eyebrows frowning.

"Mae, talk to me. I need you to understand what I'm going through and you won't when you shut me out," he says, my eyes rolling.

"You were shutting me out a minute ago," I say, his lips releasing a sigh.

"Mae, I'm angry because it's in my nature. You suffered while I've had to watch. It's only natural and I took my anger out but it shouldn't have been on you and I'm so sorry. Please, tell me how you know," he tries, my eyes shutting.

"I heard you say it," I whisper, his sigh heard.

"I thought you were asleep," he whispers, touching my cheek but I move away.

"You can't be bi-polar like this. It freaks me out," I say, opening my eyes and looking over at him. He looks...deflated. His eyes are soft and I don't think I could handle it if he cried again.

"I-I don't mean to. I've been worried for a while that I'm going to hurt you and I blew up. Please, don't be upset with me," he adds, my body curled away from him.

I stay silent, not knowing what to say and I close my eyes. He comes closer and I decide not to move, his body radiating heat.

"Esmae, look at me," he pleads, my cheek pressing to my knee as I tighten my arms on my legs.

"Mae, what do I have to do? Plead my...love for you," he whispers, my eyes opening to meet his.

"I'm tired of you being angry all the time. If you want me to stay around, you need to be less angry at me for doing nothing. All that happened was my body reacted to the wolfsbane in a way you didn't like," I try but he cuts me off.

"Stop it. Don't turn this on me," he says, my jaw dropping.

"What is this about?! Why are you yelling at me?!" I yell, his fingers raking his hair as he stands up. He grabs a jar and throws it at the wall, making my body jolt.

"I'm yelling because I'm madly in love with you and the thought of seeing you go through so much pain kills me! I have to watch while you suffer and it hurts because I'd take the fucking pain in a heartbeat! Then I see people touching you and that sets me off and I can't handle it anymore! You're mine, and I don't want anyone hurting you but it always ends up happening! It's as if I have to sit and wait for something to hurt you and have me completely hate myself because the one girl I fucking love the most in this world always ends up in far more pain than I am ever in! I've been scared of what you'd think of me and it's my own insecurities that are making me scared now and I can't think straight! You don't understand what I'm going through anymore and I get that you hate me! I'm fucked up and you deserve better!"

Before I have time to think, he's out the door and I quickly get out of bed. I ignore all the people in the pack house and I shift, running and following his scent.

Harry!

He keeps running, my paw pounding into the ground but my exhaustion catches up to me. As I run around, I see his wolf sitting next to the creak and I move to him. His head jolts to see me, clearly smelling me. I shift first and walk towards him, his walk clearly not knowing what to do. I notice the water falling from his eyes and I feel my heart breaking.

"Don't cry. I've told you not to cry," I whisper, grabbing his neck and running my hands over his fur. I sit down and he sets his head in my lap, clearly not wanting me to see him upset again.

"I could never leave you. I've told you that," I whisper, his whimper heard as I brush his snout of his tears.

My lips press to the top of his head and I lay back, his paw setting on my stomach as he rests his head on my chest.

"All I ask is you calm down. I don't expect you to change who you are, all I want is for you to be there for me and not scared. I'm here for you," I sooth, running over his ears lightly. His eyes close and he rests on me, nearly on top of me in his wolf being.

His head jolts up, ears pointed as he looks at something. Without him telling me, I shift and he stands over me.

Hunters, I rush, his head nudging mine to run. We run off, a gun going off but missing us.

"Hit the white one!" I hear someone say, Harry grabbing my neck with his teeth as he runs. He bolts out of the woods and drops me, the two of us continuing to run. Harry slows and I turn, my heart dropping when I see an arrow in his leg. I rush over, ripping the arrow out and licking his wound. He's up in a second and limping, running with me. We shift behind a tree and he pulls me into his arms, my chest heaving as I pant.

My back presses to his chest, the hunters advancing as we hide.

"Those were some fucking huge wolves, man," one says, our hearing enabling us to hear them.

"Probably got good meat on them. That would have been great rawhide for the dog," he says, my hand grabbing Harry's as I tremble.

"She'd have been a beauty. Her head on my wall," one says, my body lifted into Harry's arms.

"They're full of bullshit. They won't touch you," he grumbles, my hand grabbing his. He takes me into his mother's house and walks me into his room.

"Your leg...is it okay?" I ask, his head nodding.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me," he says, his tone much softer now.

He cradles me in his arms and I relax, his lips pressing to my temple.

"I'm so sorry," he mumbles, my body turning in his arms. Wrapping my legs and arms around him, his arms wrap around me, my head on his shoulder.

"I-I'll be anything for you. Please don't think of me in a bad way. It's my first reaction when anyone comes close to you. You're all I have," he whispers, brushing his hand against my back.

My hands grab his shoulders, closing my eyes as he holds me. I relax to a state where I feel so secure, my head turning to set a kiss on his neck.

"I love you too," I whisper, his arms tightening around me as he sucks in a breath.

I smile when he starts kissing every possible inch of my neck, my arms wrapping around him tightly.

"Good because I knew a week after I met you," he whispers, my lips curving.

"I just didn't know it was love," he says, kissing my cheek.

My head lifts up and I grab his cheeks, kissing him lightly.

"Oh, I'm sorry," we're interrupted, his mother standing in the doorway.

"Really?" he says, my blushing face hiding in his neck.

"I-I was going to ask if you wanted something to eat, but you're clearly busy," she says, his hand pressing my head further into his neck.

"We are talking. Stop assuming things," he states, her lips releasing an amused laugh before she leaves.

"God, that couldn't have been more awkward," he says, my lips releasing a laugh.

"I don't care. You're cute when you're embarrassed," I smile. My eyes watch his eyes turn yellow, my hands grabbing his cheeks. I press a kiss to his lips and pull away, looking at him in a completely new way. We're in love; a fact I'd never thought I'd understand but I do. I'm here now, with a man I love.

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