Free A Wolf's Obsession by Jennifer T. Alli

you myself.
    Do you think I want this? Shouting, he slammed his hands over his ears. It was all getting to be too much. “Need help. Can’t do this by myself. Need help.”
    He raced over to the phone and dialled a number that was all too familiar. “Pick up. Pick up.” He fell to his knees in defeat, clasping Kass’ bloody hands in his grip tenderly. “Damn it, pick up.”
    “Hello,” Dylan beamed.
    Wyatt breathed a heavy sigh of relief at the sound of her cheerful voice. His sister would know exactly what to do. “Dylan, help me.”
    He could practically see her brow furrowing as she nibbled at her lower lip in worry. “What do you need?”
    “Found my mate.”
    “Emily?”
    He ran a hand through his hair again. “No. Kass. She was Emily…I think. She needs help. The bastard shot her.”
    “Wyatt, I can’t understand you. Start from the beginning.”
    His muscles tensed as he resisted the urge to throw the phone against the wall. He didn’t have time for this. His mate was bleeding, maybe even dying and he’d never felt so helpless.
    “There’s no point in growling at me Wyatt. It’s not going to help,” Dylan snapped. “Take a deep breath.” The sound was faint but he could hear her feet tapping against the hard floor and knew she wasn’t going to say another word until he did what she wanted.
    He took a breath, holding the air in his lungs and making sure she could hear him exhale heavily.
    “Good,” she praised. “Now tell me what happened from the beginning. You said you found your mate but she isn’t Emily. I don’t understand.”
    “Was at a diner yesterday. Meant to call you but there were men.” He growled remembering how another man had pointed a gun at his mate. She was his mate and he was doing a poor job of showing her that she would be safe with him. “They threatened her. Made sure they wouldn’t be doing that anymore. Told her to run…her scent…her scent.”
    Wyatt’s broken sentences were worrying her. She didn’t like where this was going and neither did the people around her. It was becoming increasingly obvious her brother was in danger. “What about her scent Wyatt? Tell me, it’s the only way I can help you.”
    “Need help. She needs help.”
    Struggling to stay calm, Dylan bit her lip harder drawing blood. “I know that, you’ve said it already, but I still don’t understand what’s going on. Tell me about her scent.”
    “She smells like Emily but she’s not. Looks nothing like her.”
    “Are you sure? It’s been a long time Wyatt humans don’t look the same when they get older. It could be Emily just a lot older than the last time you saw her.”
    Frustration made him shatter the glass table in front of him with his fist. “Kass is not Emily! ” He paused for a moment, unsure of how his next statement would go over with his sister. “I took her.”
    “You did what?”
    “I took her.”
    “You just took her? You can’t do things like that Wyatt. She could have a life. There could be people looking for her right now. You’re endangering the clans.”
    “I don’t care. She’s mine. I’m keeping her.” I’ll kill anyone that tries to separate us. “But…” He shuddered in revulsion. “Was confused. Couldn’t think straight. Couldn’t see that she was my mate. Hurt her.”
    “You hurt your mate?”
    The revulsion in his sister’s voice did nothing to make Wyatt feel any better. “Didn’t mean to. Thought she was keeping Emily from me.”
    “But you told me that this Kass is your mate.”
    “I know that now! I didn’t before.” Rocking anxiously, he tried to keep the pain in his temples from rendering him completely useless. He didn’t have much time if he was going to save his mate and he had to save her. He couldn’t live without her, especially if he saw her die in front of him. Nothing his family could do or say would stop him from going to join her.
    “Is that why you called me? You hurt your mate?”
    “Yes.