The Wolf Without A Name

l could not stand to see the look on my friend's face as she stares at me while tears pool from her eyes. It was as if I had betrayed her. I too could no longer stay within the cell. I had to leave. I had to move away from her mate now.

"Wait," I heard Cindy's mate called out to me as I ran from the cell.

Standing in the kitchen nervously and hating what my friend was going through. I heard the red hair man shouting angrily and banging against the bars of the cell; wanting to come out. Soon I saw Francine running into the kitchen with great worries on her face towards me.

"We need to calm him down before he allows someone to discovers our hideout and ruin our plan," Francine told me.

I looked at her wanting to know how I could help.. Suddenly a dark cloud of sadness covered me as I saw Cindy enter the kitchen sadly. I stare at her wanting to tell her I was sorry for what had happened.

"You need to calm him down," I heard Francine said as she held my hand. I turned my attention to her and then back to Cindy. Cindy continued to stare at me silently while her eyes became filled with tears. At that moment I felt like shit and hating what was happening.

"Come on," Francine said as she pulled me back into the cell.

I looked behind me and saw Cindy sobbing by the kitchen counter as she buried her face into her hands sadly. I detest what was happening and that it was affecting the good relationship I, and Cindy had. As Francine brought me into the cell, I clench my teeth in anger. Hating that this red hair stranger was ruining my friendship and too hating the strange feeling I was feeling for him.

Francine and I stand at the entrance of the cell and slowly walked to the cell as Frank tried his best to calm him down in talking to him. As soon as the red hair man saw me, his loud angry shout turned into silence, and stood still staring at me. Frank looked back to see what he was staring at and saw it was me and Francine.

I walked up towards the cage standing next to him. My body jumped backward scared as I saw him pushed out one of his hands between the bars of the cell reaching out to me. I sighted his touch and moved far away from him, the best I could.

"I won't hurt you," I heard him said.

I heard someone cried out behind me; quickly I looked seeing it was Cindy. She ran from the room the minute she saw me turned to look at her.

"Cindy," I called her as I chased her; until we were in the room; we shared.

Cindy laid on the bed crying.

"Cindy please don't cry," I told her.

She continued to cry. I went over to her touching her.

"Don't touch me," she said as she got up brushing away my hand.

"First Josh and now you want to take my mate as well," she cursed me,

"I love you Cindy and I will never do that," I told her.

"You're nothing but a dirty wolf," she described me.

I then remember what Francine told me about a dirty wolf and I most definitely was not. I would never steal someone else mate, I thought angrily.

Francine ran into our bedroom hearing Cindy's loud voice.

"What is wrong?" she asked worriedly.

"Everything about her," Cindy said as she got off the bed staring at me with disgust.

"Please don't let this affect our plan," Francine told us.

"Well, she needs to stop whatever she is doing to my mate," Cindy said.

I looked at her; wondering what I was doing; for I was doing nothing.

I looked at the door of the room as I saw Frank came in with a smile on his face.

"Phew," he said as he enters the office. "He has finally calmed down and is resting for his injured as not heal properly as yet," he explains.

He looked at Cindy; seeing the angry expression on her face and realized what was happening.

"What had caused him to calm down?" Francine inquired her mate.

"I promise him I will allow him to talk to her alone," he answered her.

I turned to look at Cindy; she turned from the room angry; not wanting to look at me anymore. Frank caught her and pulled her back into the room.

"What your mate feels for her is nothing; when the full moon comes, he will know who he truly loves," he said to her.

Cindy wiped away her tears finding comfort in what he said. She took a glance at me and then back to Francine's mate.

"Let us work on finding her father," Cindy said.

"Good," Frank answered, happy everything had seemed to calm down.

I glance at Cindy still seeing sadness within her eyes whenever she looked at me. I then knew things will never change once her mate is around.

"I'm happy everything is all worked out so far," Francine said. "I'm off to work for the devils; are you accompanying me?' Francine inquired her mate.

"No, I don't want anyone to see us within the forest and find out what we are planning," Frank answered her.

'Okay," said Francine as she exits the room.

I followed her.

"Francine," I called as she was about to exit the house.

She turned to look at me.

"I have already given my mate the letter and he is going to give it to the man," she told me.

I nodded. Still, that was not what I wanted to hear from her now. I wanted her to check on Christian for me. I just wanted to know if he was still alright even though he was forced into a deep sleep. I lower my head shyly and asked her; allowing my long red hair to fall into my face; preventing me from seeing her. While I played with my fingers.

"I don't know if I am going to be the one in checking on Christian, but I assure you if it so, I'll let you know how he is doing and whisper within his ear softly that you are asking about him," Francine told me. As she removed my hair from my face, staring into my bright green eyes with a smile.

I returned her smile and watched her as she exits the secret cottage; closing the door shut behind her. I turned around continuing to smile until my smile disappears seeing Cindy standing behind me. My heart started to beat within my chest nervously; worried not knowing what to say to her. I did not want to walk past her saying nothing.

"I'm sorry," Cindy said to me. I was so surprised at what she said. I widen my eyes, shockingly.

"I am sorry for being so foolishly I was just so happy I found my mate and jealous that he finds you so attractive instead of me," she told me.

"No, please don't say that," I told her as I went to her and hugged her.

"You are beautiful, and he is foolish not to see it," I told her trying to comfort her the best I could.

Suddenly Frank came into the living room.

"He wants to see you now?" he told me.

I felt Cindy's hand moved from around me slowly. She walked away from me turning her back. I clenched my teeth in anger hating Frank had to inform me that I had to see the red hair stranger now when I and Cindy were trying to restore our friendship. I turned to look at Frank and then back at Cindy sadly.

"Cindy," I called her as she continued to turn her back towards me melancholy.

"Just go please before he starts shouting again," she told me.

Frank held my hand as I continued to stare at Cindy sadly and led me into the cell. I saw the long, young red-haired man laying down. He got up the minute he saw I was there and came close to the iron bars of the cell holding them. He stares at me and then glances at Frank.

"I'll be outside if you need me before I leave," Frank told me as he exits the cell.

It was now only me and the handsome red hair stranger behind the cell. The room was filled with silence as we stare at each other lost in each other green eyes. I again started to feel the same strange feeling. I took my eyes off him; closing them slowly trying to take control of the powerful feeling I had towards him.

"You feel it, too don't you?" I heard him asked me. I quickly open my eyes, surprised by what he said.

He was feeling the same feeling as well.

"Who are you?" I asked him, curiously.

"Ares," he answered me softly. His voice made my body felt as if it were about to melt.

Silent returned within the room as our eyes clashes into each other. Soon I felt my feet moved until I found myself so close to him that our hands touch and I feel his hot breath against my face. He reached out for a long strand of my red hair stroking it. I too did the same enjoying the touch of his hair. I wanted to run away from him, but my wolf did not allow me to. It felt safe being close to him.

"Why do I feel like I had known you my entire life?" Ares asked me; as we both continued to touch each other hair.

I was surprised he too was clueless about the strange feelings we were having and too was seeking answers. Answers I had no idea of.