A Wolf’s Obsession – Chapter One (Part 2)

11 Jul

So I am a woman of my word and as promised here is the second instalment of A Wolf’s Obsession. More is in the works thanks to all your lovely comments! Keep them coming and we’ll be finished in no time….I hope. Well I’m really hopeful now because I finally finished my teaching course which means I am a free woman for the next few weeks so hopefully that’ll mean lots of writing time!!! Wish me luck! 😉


Instalment Two

It was that time of the month again. Even though it had happened without fail for the last two years Wyatt still felt anxiety cramp his stomach whenever the first day of a new month rolled around. His sister; his amazing, kind and annoying twin would be expecting to hear from him. Sighing, he dug his hands deeper into his pockets. He loved Dylan and would do anything for her, including risking his sanity. Running a hand over his face, he was only mildly concerned that he’d grown a beard. It was hard to remember if he’d had one last month or if this was a recent development but he quickly dismissed it as unimportant. It didn’t matter what the diners thought of him. All he needed was their voices.

It wasn’t rare for him to speak to his sister during the month but on the first she wanted to know he was around other people. She told him their monthly chats kept him human. If only she knew that he only took on this form for her. If she knew that he spent every other day as a wolf living in the forest she would surely make good on her threat to have someone bring him home.

She didn’t understand. No one did. How could he explain the gut wrenching loss he felt for the mate he’d never had a chance to have? Emily, his beautiful Emily. The girl with the stars in her eyes who had captured his heart completely in an instant. She’d smelt of sugar and sweetness and had the soul of a lioness. He’d never had a chance to taste her or have her fiery passions directed at him. He didn’t have to deal with the loss of his mate as a wolf and he could succumb to the mind numbing rage without worry. What did it matter that now he was more animal than man? Without his mate nothing mattered but Dylan would never accept that and neither would Erica. Erica had been like a mother to him and Dylan after their father took his own life to avoid living without the mate that hunters had taken from him. When he’d been young and naïve he couldn’t understand why his children hadn’t been enough for his father to continue living but now he was old enough to know better. Life without a mate wasn’t a life at all and as soon as he convinced his meddlesome sisters of that fact he was going to end it all.

Growling, he thrust his hand into his pocket and pulled out a half eaten bag of candy floss. His growl deepened when he saw how little was left and he only just resisted the urge to surrender to the rage he was feeling. Shaking his head to discard the unwanted emotion he popped a sugary morsel into his mouth. The taste instantly distracted him. Breathing in the sugary smell, he kicked the diner’s door open and walked inside.

Just sit down. Call Dylan and get out of here.

His plan of action a solid thought in his mind, he popped another sugary morsel into his mouth and quickly devoured the whole bag as he approached the counter. He kept his head down, well aware that his amber eyes would scare the human behind the counter. He hadn’t looked at himself in a mirror for a long time but the last time he’d seen either of his sisters they’d told him that his once brown eyes had been consumed by the wild amber of his wolf. Nothing he’d done had managed to change his eyes back to their natural colour and that was when Dylan had insisted that he call her at least once a month from a place where humans were. It was annoying but the alternative was to have someone take him home. If there weren’t so many happily mated couples back at the estate he would certainly have gone home himself but it was torture to watch others have something you could never have.

The diner was deserted, he should have left but there was something about the red haired waitress that drew him closer. Her face was pale, her hands trembling and fear dripped from her skin clouding whatever her natural fragrance might have been. Then he smelt it. Gunpowder, metal and aggression. A low growl slipped past his lips as he strode closer.

“I’m sorry, we’re closed.”

Her voice was trembling in fear and Wyatt knew his suspicion had been correct. Something wasn’t right.

“We’re closed.” She said again. “You have to leave. If you don’t leave I’ll call the police. I’ll tell them you were harassing me. You’ll be arrested.”

There were two of them; he could smell them now, hiding behind the counter like cowards with their guns pressing hard into the waitress’ soft skin. He scowled, angry at the turn his thoughts had taken. He shouldn’t be thinking about what another woman’s skin felt like. It was an offence to Emily’s memory. He glanced at his sticky fingers realising the cause of his strange thoughts. The lingering smell of cotton candy was clouding his mind.

“No. I won’t.” He licked his fingers clean removing all possible distractions from his mind.

“Please. Just go.”

The sadness in her voice touched something in him, an instinct he’d thought had died long ago. Protectiveness. He glanced at the door knowing he wasn’t going to leave the waitress at the whims of the two men holding her at gunpoint. The blood dripping from her head and the quickly forming bruise on her pale skin told him exactly what he needed to do. His hands reached for her before he realised what he was doing and he pulled her over the counter and placed her tenderly on the ground.

“Run,” he growled. His wolf was stirring, rising to defend her but she didn’t need to see what was about to happen. Innocents never understood the reason for bloodshed and this was going to be messy.

Thankfully the waitress wasted no time in following his instructions and darted quickly out of the diner.

“Put your hands above your head!” The furious command came attached with the silent warning of a gun pointed at his chest and Wyatt’s wolf saw red.

Kill them! They touched what’s ours! They threatened her, made her bleed…kill them.

Wyatt felt it struggling to get free, slamming into the mental walls that constrained it and was stunned by how strongly it wanted to get out. The wolf wanted blood and clearly would do anything to get it.

“Fuck you.” Smiling Wyatt watched as the gunman’s face turned purple in anger. Keeping his eyes trained on the ground he watched through thick, dark eyelashes as the big man narrowed his eyes in anger, his grip on the gun tightening until his knuckles turned white.

“You don’t seem to understand the situation here,” the partner added, pointing a second gun at Wyatt. “We could kill you.”

Wyatt smiled at the threat. It was always much more amusing when predators didn’t realise they were prey. “But I do, so fuck you.” He lifted his head and ran a hand through his hair so that the wildness in his amber eyes could be seen. “If you want to shoot me,” he growled. “Go ahead. See what happens.”

The air instantly filled with the pungent scent of fear and Wyatt took a deep breath, bringing the smell into his lungs. If these men wanted to terrorise others with guns then they needed to feel the sensation themselves every once in a while. He cracked his neck and let claws slowly grow form his nails as he prepared for his assault. The first gunshot was a surprise but Wyatt didn’t let the surprise show on his face even as blood poured from his chest. He smiled and let the gunshots continue. On and on they came but his smile never faltered. The scent of fear grew stronger as their bullets continued to fly without their target falling to the ground. Faces pale and their hearts beating wildly, the gunmen kept trying to fire even when their guns had run out of bullets.

Smiling, Wyatt looked down at his blood soaked body and watched with disinterest as his wounds healed. “Are you done? Good.” His hands shot out and grabbed each man around the throat. He snarled in their faces, relishing the heady scent of fear that wafted off each of them. “Then it’s my turn.”

He squeezed hard, his claws digging into fragile skin as they struggled to get free. Blood dripped from their throats, stirring his wolf into a frenzy as it fought to free itself of Wyatt’s control and lash out.

Kill them! His wolf goaded, snarling even as their faces paled because of the lack of air flowing to their lungs. Kill them now.

Their eyes rolled back into their skulls and Wyatt let them fall to the ground. No. He told his wolf. I’m not going to kill them.

They had no right to touch her, to threaten her. Kill them now. We have to make sure they never try to hurt her again.

Dead bodies are more trouble than they’re worth, he countered. Dropping their dead weight to the ground, Wyatt watched intently for the slight movement of their chests that told him they were still alive. Pleased with his control, he strode away from them ignoring the calls of his wolf. He might be half feral but he still had enough of his humanity left to know that dead bodies attracted attention and warranted people searching for the killer.

Satisfied that his work was done, Wyatt turned to leave but fell to his knees, clutching his head in agony.

What do you think you’re doing? his wolf snarled loudly. You want to let the men who hurt our mate live? Are you insane? Kill them right now or let me out and I’ll do it.

I’m not the crazy one here. You are. Our mate is dead.

I never saw a body. She’s alive. She was just here!

Emily was human. She had a human life and died a human death.

No, the wolf roared. She disappeared. That doesn’t mean she died. It means you didn’t look hard enough for her. When she went missing you should have done more to look for her. Just be grateful that we’ve found her now.

I was just a kid. There was nothing I could do.

Well you’re not a kid anymore. Now what’s your excuse? They hurt her, kill them.

His eyes flashed white, all colour draining from the bright pupils as Wyatt fought to stay in control. Long moments passed before he was able to get to his feet and even then it was a struggle.

“Our mate is dead,” he spat.

Every step away from the gunmen was a struggle and by the time Wyatt reached the door he was covered in sweat. He pushed the door open, fully expecting to continue his long internal battle into the night. There was no way he could take his other form when his wolf was so intent on murder. Stepping outside he dragged in a long breath of air, bracing himself for a night of internal warfare. His heart stopped as the scent of candy floss settled into his lungs. His mind instantly tried to write it off as the remnants of his sweet treat but it was too strong, too strong to be anything but the scent of a person and there was only one person in the whole world who smelled like sugar and light. His mate.

“Emily,” he gasped. His eyes scanned the area, his nose tracking down the source of the delicious scent. “Impossible,” he told himself even as he tottered on unsteady feet towards the source of the scent. The closer he got to the lone car in the diner’s car park, the thicker her scent became until he could take no more and he ran the distance separating them.


The muscles in his arm tensed as he prepared to rip the door off its hinges to reach her but there was no need. Wyatt found himself growing at her complete disregard of personal safety. He’d only just found her again, he wouldn’t lose her just because she didn’t realise how dangerous the world around her was.

“I’ll take her home to the clans. I can protect her there.” He muttered the words to himself as he fell to his knees beside the car. Hands shaking, he reached for her carefully. His claws refused to retract, his body ready to protect her from any threats. Taking care not to break her fragile skin with his deadly claws he eased her unconscious body out of the car and into his arms.

“Emily.” He crushed her against his body, marvelling at how perfectly she fit against him.

His fingers trembled as he eased her thick hair away from her face. It had been so long since he’d seen her beautiful face but he’d never forget it. He pulled her hair back and froze. While the face tucked against his chest was beautiful it wasn’t Emily. The moon came out from behind a cloud, the bright rays revealing the waitress’ red hair in all its luscious glory.

Ours, his wolf sight in pleasured contentment.

This is not our mate. A quick glance at her nametag confirmed it. Her name is Kassandra not Emily. She isn’t our mate. His heart broke all over again as he said the words.

You can smell her as well as I can. This is our mate.

Listening to the wolf try and plead his case, Wyatt sighed. “They were right. I am insane.” He glanced down at Kassandra feeling a curious sensation in his chest the longer he looked at her.

Snarling, he pushed the strange emotion to the back of his mind. “My mate’s name is Emily. There’s only one explanation for her smelling like my mate. She knows where I can find her. Kassandra must have seen her recently. She can lead me to her.”

There isn’t another one, his wolf snapped. This is our mate. If you hurt her…

As long as she tells me where I can find Emily I won’t lay a finger on her. If she doesn’t tell me what I need to know then God help her…because I certainly won’t.

Ignoring the wolf’s vocal protests Wyatt bundled Kassandra into the car and drove off. It had been more than fifty years since he’d found a clue about his mate; he wasn’t about to let it slip through his fingers now. He was crazy, he’d accepted that fact long before today but if it meant seeing his mate again he’d happily give up any chance he might have to regain his sanity. For her own well being Wyatt hoped that Kassandra just told him what he wanted to know, otherwise things would go from bad to worse for the pretty waitress. It was never a good idea to come between a wolf and it’s prey and Wyatt would happily give her a hands on demonstration as to why.



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21 responses to “A Wolf’s Obsession – Chapter One (Part 2)

  1. newlivin

    11/07/2012 at 7:56 pm

    Ahhhhh! I was waiting for what felt like forever for this chapter! Loved it. I am a little worried for Kassandra right now. Wonder what happened to little Emily? Also why his inner wolf recognizes Kassandra as his mate & what’s in store for her since Wyatt is not convinced. Can’t wait for the next chapter, Thank you!

  2. Sam

    11/07/2012 at 8:29 pm

    Waaa~~ You are alive! Thank goodness!! =) Another amazing installment! I love your writing, seriously your style is so entertaining. Thank you for writing such awesome stories!

  3. Francine

    11/07/2012 at 11:26 pm

    oh my goodness. wyatt is so BADASS. whilst I can’t help but swoon as his obvious display of perfect puberty, I can’t help but feel sad. it’s so strange to see him like this because he was such a sweet child. poor thing. the apparent loss of his mate really has messed him up.

    but but but I am thinking that Kass IS Emily. maybe she’s forgotten? like some sort of accident? or maybe she’s just in the run! but anyway, it’ll probably take a while for wyatt to be convinced that Kass is his mate and I really really really can’t wait to read more. this is so good at the moment ;___;

  4. Geline

    12/07/2012 at 12:51 am

    Omg. My heart’s pounding so hard while reading this chapter, I am so excited to read it! I’ve been checking almost everyday to see an update! Thank you so much!

  5. Jany

    12/07/2012 at 1:16 am

    Totally loving this new chapter. I’ve been checking my email and your website nonstop for days hoping for it. Addicted already!! although i always was addicted to your wolf series. Wyatt is sooo hot…and also totally nuts but what a bad boy without a little crazy, a pinch of sugar, dash of cinnamon (for warmth of course although in this case we can go with cotton candy and I’m totally hating on his ability to eat that much cotton candy whilst still looking sexy as sin when i keep staring at my chocolate walnut topped birthday cheesecake like its the waistline devil.) Anywhoo can’t wait for the next chapter Kass is gonna be one confused chicka well that and sex crazed locked up in a car with all that man ;]

  6. fuchuanchuan

    12/07/2012 at 9:05 pm

    Great chapter 🙂
    Just one teeny tiny question, 50 years? Or did you mean 5 years? If you really mean 50 years, does that mean Kass is Emily’s daughter or something then?
    And if you meant to write 5 years then I’m assuming, as many others, that Emily changed her name to Kass or that she suffered from memory loss and got a new identity
    Ok, maybe that wasn’t a teeny tiny question after all ><
    Looking forward to next chappie 🙂

  7. Jany

    12/07/2012 at 9:14 pm


    but i thought in the prologue Sebastian said she wasn’t human that she was just living among humans didn’t he say that they didn’t have to worry about her dying early or something? which is why I’m so confused as to why Wyatt keeps saying she was human.

    • fuchuanchuan

      12/07/2012 at 9:51 pm

      I seem to remember Sebastian thinking she was human and she would die before Wyatt reached maturity? No, wait. He found out later. Ok, nevermind 😛 But I think Wyatt keeps saying she was human because her dad was human and he didn’t know she wasn’t

      • Jany

        12/07/2012 at 10:50 pm

        Yup i suppose he must not know. I’m so confused! Sooo many questions…ah well guess time will tell even though I’m feeling all too impatient.

      • fuchuanchuan

        12/07/2012 at 11:10 pm

        Haha xD
        Well, since his inner wolf does say that they never saw the body it’s probably her. He just won’t believe it because he always thought she was human and doesn’t want to get his hopes up or something. I don’t know >_>

  8. Sam

    13/07/2012 at 12:51 am

    I think it has been 50 years but she still is the same girl, so it is Emily and since she’s not human she has to change her identity to hide she hasn’t aged? Maybe…? Idk, it’s just super interesting so far =)

    • Jany

      13/07/2012 at 1:33 am

      but he said she doesn’t look like his Emily and that he remembered Emily face clearly,,,idk i mean i guess she could be emily….50 years must change a girl..\

      • Sam

        13/07/2012 at 2:03 am

        You are right… hmm maybe a reincarnation thing? Lol it sure is interesting that there’s so many theories tho. I’m so excited for the next chapter =)

      • Jany

        13/07/2012 at 5:46 am

        Right! I think this is the one book she’s written with the most secrets and questions. It’s exciting

      • fuchuanchuan

        13/07/2012 at 3:11 pm

        Just a crazy idea: PLASTIC SURGERY! xD

  9. shebabie

    13/07/2012 at 7:24 pm

    Helppppppppp 🙂 , I cant wait , reading these are killing me yet I have to read them , you are such a Great writer ! anxiety attacks , what is happening next ? . I am trying not to read so the book will be completely new to me BUT I cant help myself , hmmmmmmmmmm Emily ? I am wondering *

  10. Sarah

    15/07/2012 at 2:25 pm

    Omg. It’s killing me waiting for these updates. I hope u finish it soon. I feel so bad wyatt.

  11. Jennyt82

    16/07/2012 at 7:42 pm

    Am loving all the theories going about!! Won’t ruin the surprise by telling you if any of them are right 🙂

  12. Kassandra Duric

    18/07/2012 at 1:44 am

    Let me start by apologizing for taking so long to read this. When you posted it I was getting ready to go to the hospital to give birth to my lovely new born daughter, and was just able to get around to reading it now and I am very interested to know what Wyatt’s mate is exactly. His wolf’s right, there’s only one way that the scent would be as strong as it is. If her hair is changed but there’s no sign of hair die then she can’t be a vamp, their hair doesn’t change like that. Is she some sort of witch like one of our other fav females from the wolf series? Man, can’t wait till you get more posted. Please hurry! lol

    • Jennyt82

      18/07/2012 at 8:14 am

      KASS!!! Never mind the chapter. How are you? How’s your little girl? She okay? What did you decide to name her?

      • Kassandra Duric

        20/07/2012 at 6:29 pm

        lol I’m good and so is she. My fiance and I named her Rebecca Anne. She is a rather demanding baby, but at least she’s a good sleeper. 4 nights in a row where the only time she woke up was when we picked her up to feed her.


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