Chapter 33


    Chapter Thirty-Three


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    Caleb’s Point of View


    Waking up and realizing that Daphne Was not by my side was one of the scariest moments of my life.


    Afterst night I was sure that she had left me. I have gotten used to waking up with her in my arms,


    not having her there was alien feeling and I hated it. I jumped out of bed mind linking Theo, demanding


    him and the elite squad of warriors out front now. Theo kept asking what was wrong, but I was too


    frazzled to answer him.


    Rushing out of my room Theo met me before I hit the front door. “Caleb is there a security breach?”


    Theo is ready for an all-out war. *


    “She is gone.” It is all I can get out reaching for the door handle. Theo stops me, and physically steps in


    front of me blocking me from leaving the house.


    “Stop and exin to me the situation. You look half crazy, and you cannot address our people like this.”


    Rationally I know that Theo is telling the truth, but in my head at this moment the truth does not matter.


    The only thing that matters is finding her, making sure she is ok, beginner her toe home. 7 Taking


    a deep breath, I try to reign in my emotions. “Daphne is gone, I woke up and she was just gone. I need


    to find her and make sure that she is ok.”


    “It is possible that she is already in the training grounds, or simply grabbing coffee in the café. You


    need to calm down, control your emotions, and we will find her.” Theo’s words give me a glimmer of


    hope. I do feel a little calmer and I feel like Iam more in control of myself.


    “You are right, but I will not be happy until I know for sure that she is safe."I do not want to tell Theo


    aboutst night. I do not want to tell my best friend, the person that has been with me through every


    sess and tragedy that I am failing my mate. I do not want to reveal to him that I am pretty sure that


    Iam the reason she is gone. Iam ashamed with myself. |


    With Theo by my side we exit the house. I can not stop pacing on the front steps as Theo speaks to my


    most experienced warriors. He is telling them that Daphne is missing and that we need to find her. He


    is covering my ass and telling them that she could be lost since she is new here. Finally, I address


    them, exining that she must be found, but I do not want to scare her.


    Am exining that I want them to mind link me immediately with the coordinates once she is found, I


    feel


    Theo tapping on me. I ignore him wrapped up in talking with the walriors, so he grabs me and


    physically turns me so that I am looking towards the training grounds.


    My eyes hone in on her, walking up to the house a questioning look in her eyes. She is here, in one-


    piece, unharmed walking with a bounce in her step. She takes my breath away and an ocean of


    emotions is rolling through me faster than I can process them. I am happy, excited and astounded that


    she is still here. Iam also mad that she is walking like nothing is wrong while l am here pacing feeling


    like my world is copsing and nothing will ever be the same again. In the end I just need to feel her


    next to me, I jump down off the steps running to her crushing her in my arms. I am still in disbelief that


    she is here, she did not leave me.


    I am apologizing to her as fast as I can.


    She must tap me for me to realize that I am hugging her too tight. I am just ted that she has stayed. I


    still have time to prove to her that I can be better.


    As she exins that she went for a run, I am embarrassed over how much I overreacted. It also


    astounds me that I know her so little. I dismiss the Walrlors, again embarrassed at how worried I was. I


    cannot stop touching Daphne and hold her hand as we walk in the house.


    Daphne lets me know that she is going to go shower, and I have to fight the urge to follow her just so I


    can be in her presence. Knowing that Daphne expelled a lot of calories while running, I assume that


    she is going to be hungry soon, so I head to the kitchen. AsI pull the egg carton out of the fridge it


    dawns on me once more how little I know my mate. I do not know if she likes scrambled eggs, poached


    eggs, fried eggs, or even if she really likes eggs at all. I feel like I should know this kind of thing. As I


    whisk the eggs, I am hoping that she likes them scrambled with cheese. I throw on some bacon,


    because who does not like bacon, and make some toast too. I know it is not much but hopefully she will


    like it. ?


    Daphne is surprised to see that I made her breakfast, but happy at the same time. It really drives home


    the fact that I have not been spending time with her. I want to make her happy, so today she gets to


    choose whatever she wants to do together. I watch her as we eat, pleased that she seems to like


    breakfast. I enjoy that she has filled out some sinceing home and has put on some muscle. It


    reminds me of how much she is changing.


    She is simply stunning in jeans, a short top that keeps ying peek a boo with her stomach, and a


    nnel over top.


    She simply looks like a fall angel, and I can not stop looking at her. Would she believe me if I told her


    that I still get butterflies every time I look at her? My staring has made her nervous and she wipes at


    her face as if she had something on it. °


    I finally ask her what she wants to do today, and she says that she wants to y a game. I had not


    heard of twenty questions before but as she exins the game, I am only too happy with her choice.


    This will be an excellent opportunity to learn more about her, and to bring up our mating ceremony. I


    love seeing this yful side of Daphne. Her smile is more beautiful than a full moon in spring. I have to


    fight my desire to pull her upstairs and do wicked things with her body.


    I am excited as 1 am changing to go out with Daphne about the game. I want to know everything about


    her, the good and the bad. I am a little apprehensive about the questions she may ask but I know that I


    will answer them truthfully.


    Getting downstairs we y a game of rock, paper, scissors to see who will go first. 1 win, and 1am so


    happy that I get to begin with asking the questions. I grab her hand and we start walking through the


    town at azy pace. :


    “Ok so first question, I will go easy on you, I guess. What is your favorite color?” I figure if I start off


    light, we can get to the heavier stuff soon. We have been in a yful mood so far, and I am


    loving the fact that she is smiling.


    “I love green; it is absolutely my favorite color. I also like blue, and silver, and sometimes gold.” I love


    those colors too, so I am pleased with her answer.


    “My turn, what is your favorite hobby?” I am a little surprised by Daphne’s question. I have never really


    had to think of what my hobbies are.


    “Hmmm, well I like running, training, and sparring but I am not sure if those can be considered hobbies.


    I tried painting once and I like it, but I was not very good at it. I would have to say I like gardening.


    Something about growing nts from baby seeds is exciting to me.” Ireally do like gardening, but I am


    still not sure if it is a hobby. Ido not have much time to garden, and in thest few years have cut my


    collection of nts down to a few sulents.


    “I am surprised by that a little, but I can see how with your caring nature that you would be good with


    nts.” I like that Daphnepliments me.


    “Alright so what about you and your hobbies? I mean I know that you like to read because you were


    adamant about bringing your books, and I know that like me you enjoy running. Besides that, though


    what else do you like doing for fun?” I hoped that by showing her that I do pay attention to the small


    stuff that she will begin to realize that I do care, and that I am trying.


    “In all truthfulness I don’t really know what I like to do outside of that. I would like to dabble in art. I had


    a small paint set once, but it was taken from me. I have never had time to find things that I enjoy before


    now. By the way thank you for that, I do appreciate everything that you have done for me.” I should


    have thought about Daphne''s past before asking her questions. ''


    “So, what is your favorite season?” Daphne jumps right into her next question.


    “Oh, now that is a hard one because there are things that I like about all of the seasons. If I had to pick


    one though it would be spring. That is when the woods really start toe alive, the animals wake up


    from hibernation, and all the new baby sprouts areing up. Although I think this next summer might


    by my most favorite time of the year ever.” I purposely left my response open; I want to tease her a little


    bit bring back her smile.


    “Why would this next summer be your favorite?” Daphne looks over at me in confusion and I


    congratte myself on getting her to ask.


    I stop and wrap my arms around her in a loose hug. “Oh sweetheart, it means I get to see your


    beautiful body in a bikini. I can hardly wait.” Daphne flushed and smiled at myment, and yfully


    pped my arm. This was exactly the reaction I was hoping for, even though I spoke the truth. Just


    imagining Daphne in a cute bikini was enough to have my little soldier standing at full salute. I nt a


    quick kiss on her forehead before releasing her. I notice we are close to the café and Ihave a great


    idea.


    “Do you want to see one of my favorite ces? It is a little bit of a hike.” I am hoping she says yes, and


    I am pleased when she nods her head. I pull Daphne off the sidewalk, cutting through yards making our


    way towards the tree line. I lead her through the woods, and we start walking up the incline. The hike is


    a little tiresome, but I am hoping that she likes the oue. Finally, we reach the top of the hill, and I


    lead her even deeper into the woods.


    I see Daphne’s interest peak as we get closer, Iam sure she can hear the water now. Her anticipation is


    spiking my excitement. When we are close, I turn and stop and tell her to close her eyes. I want to see


    her reaction when I show her my favorite spot. I can see her apprehension, but she does what I ask


    and closes her eyes. I lead her carefully through the rest of the trees, into the small clearing. The water


    is loud now but I want to ce Daphne in the best spot before she opens her eyes. ''


    Once I have everything in ce, I finally tell her that she may open her eyes. I love watching her face


    light up in wonder as she takes in all the beauty. Her eyes flit first to the small waterfall, down the


    flowing river, to the small pool that it makes.


    “I hope the hike was worth it.” I say to herughing just as she is still taking it all in.


    “Caleb this is gorgeous.” Iam so pleased that she likes it here.


    “This is where Ie when the world is just too heavy. I found it when I was running once. Not many


    people know about this ce, so usually it is just me and mother nature. I was hoping that you would


    like it. I remember when I first seen you in your wolf form, it looked like you really liked the river. I know


    that this isn''t the same thing, and it is smaller than you are used to, but I was hoping that it could help


    ease your soul like it does mine.” I have always found peace here, either ying in the small wading


    pool that trickles down into a small creek and watching the small waterfall crash on the rocks below.


    Even in winter this spot is a beautiful sight.


    Daphne and I take a seat close to water, in perfect view of the waterfall just staring at its beauty. It is


    comfortable having her here, and I am d that I brought her. Looking at her peaceful face I am


    tempted not to say anything about the ceremony, but I know that it must be done. For just a few more


    moments I just hold her hand, knowing that I may be about to upset her. °


    “Daphne, we need to talk.”