Auctioned Mates Revenge

#Chapter 11 Panicking 

Did he just apologize to me? The thought was uncomfortable and confusing. He was a Wallber. They were arrogant, high–handed, selfish, ruthless, and evil. There was no way he had actually apologized to me, and if he did there had to be something behind it. 

I met his gaze and tried to figure out what he was thinking, but there was nothing in his eyes but concern and rernorse

“It‘s...” I shook my head, focusing on the problem. It wasn‘t okay. This was all his fault, and it was probably just an act anyway. “Will someone come to our rescue? The operator should have noticed something was wrong with the cable car, right?” 

“It wasn‘t an accident. He‘s probably long gone by now.” He stood with a shake of his head. “I‘ve told a pack affiliate where we are, but it will take some time for them to get here.” 

“How long?” 

He eyed me and crouched in front of me to zip up my jacket, “You‘ll freeze out here if your wolf is too weak.”

He met my gaze as if to confim his suspicion. I nodded. There was no use hiding it from him now that I‘d already told him I couldn‘t shift 

“If you stay in the sun, you’ll be okay for an hour or so. I’m going to find shelter and come back.”

He was going to leave me stranded on the side of a mountain alone where no one would be able to find me? If he fell, I’d freeze to death before anyone came, and if I didn’t freeze to death before they arrived, I would have no way to contact them. Terror filled me, but I couldn’t protest.

He was right. Matt could make quick work of finding somewhere else for us to stay while we waited, and he could contact people in his pack to come to help us. I couldn’t even shift to keep myself warm. I would just get in the way if I demanded that he take me with him. 

I was helpless and relying on this man that I planned to betray. Was this any better than being at Larry’s? Sure, there were no johns, and Matt didn’t seem to even want to sleep with me, but this was a lot more dangerous.

did I have though? So far my plan was working out just fine. I was living in Matt’s house! I hadn’t dreamed that

my lip and looked up at him, “Don‘t

ledge next to the ledge, bare-assed and clinging to the side of the mountain as if h e had done this a hundred times. Maybe climbing random mountains in the nude did something for him, or this was just another extreme sport he liked. He reached a small ledge and shifted before jumping up and out

mountain and forest surrounded

ceiling fan in the guest room of Matt’s house had brought some comfort. Dan’s place

pool of sunlight, clutching my phone and watching the minutes go by. It was torture to wait, but I tried to keep calm. Everything I had survived until now would be pointless if I died

on that as much as possible. I had to survive. Matt

cracks in the rock to pass the time. Counting

a bit warmer as I waited, but not enough to keep the chill at bay. Within a few minutes, I was shaking and my fingers were turning blue. I was so cold my feet were getting numb and I could barely feel my legs. I ran out of cracks soon and the ability

he ever

of when I was a kid and I had gotten lost in the forest chasing something. It had to have been a butterfly or a rabbit. I couldn‘t remember it clearly, I hadn‘t been older than three years old and my caretakers had barely taken their eyes off

it had been the middle of the summer, but I had been terrified. Afraid that I would never see my parents again. That I’d be carried away by some monster. It had been my father

transformed into his human form to walk along the ledge from the other

a moment, I was a little girl again sitting and crying on

again. The tears

me into his arms, “Quick, can you hold on to my

me cling to him tighter. The shock of yet another apology drifted over me. He transformed again and leaped in the opposite direction from where he came, up to an outcropping of rock below us. He leaped again and again until he landed on a much larger ledge and walked towards a sprawling patch of foliage.

enter. Once inside, it grew much larger to about half the size of the guest bedroom. The light from the entrance was the only light inside, barely lifting the darkness enough to see the glimmer

I didn’t have to look down at the height I could fall, and Matt’s presence was soothing if only

shivered as I felt the air shift with his shift back into human form and his movement. He drew closer, wrapping an arm around me,