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Chapter thirty-one

Alec's POV

"Damn it!" I bellow as I try to catch her scent, I know I'll probably have better look in my wolf form, but I'll alarm everyone if I start jogging around as a fierce wolf. She couldn't have got that far, surely. I mean, where would she even go? It's not like there are lots of places you can hide around here. Well, none that she likes anyway. I sigh as I stand in the middle of the road in the pouring rain, my eyes scanning everywhere as I try to catch the slightest smell of her. I do catch one smell, but it's not only Ammy's scent, but it is someone else's as well. A scent that I never thought I would have to smell again unless I was a bloody wolf. Mandy. I run at full speed towards the direction of the strong perfume mixed in with that sweet unique smell she has until I finally spot her. Once I have spot her I grab her and push her up against the wall; I don't mean to be nasty and forceful like this, but damn it! She has the slightest smell of my girlfriend on her.

Then I spot it. The necklace. Ammy's necklace.

I snatch it off of her neck before my fury filled eyes meet hers again, my heart pounding as I try to calm my temper.

"Where did you find this and why are you wearing it?" I grit out, trying to control my temper to the best of my ability. I don't want to be seen as the bad guy here, I just want the love of my life back right now.

"Why do you want to know?" she smirks at me, knowing full well why I want to know. I can see it in her eyes.

"This is Ammy's" I hold it up to show her, her eyes briefly flickering to it before landing back on my face.

"Your point being?"

"My point being that Ammy is missing and here you are walking around in the necklace I got her when we were kids. And she was wearing this before she ran off" I tell her, my eyes lingering on the other half to my ying yang necklace. She makes me whole, but without her…I don't even want to think about that.

"On a scale of one to ten, how much do you love her?"

"Stop playing fucking games with me!" I yell at her. I am not taking any more of this.

"You know, there was a time when you would have said ten if someone had asked you how much you loved me"

"I don't love you; I don't think I ever did love you. I was just kidding myself. You never loved me, I never loved you, and we just thought we were in love. And while you're fucking me around here, the true love of my life is out there somewhere, in the dark, in the pouring rain, all on her own!" hopefully that will break through her ignorant barrier.

"How do you know you truly love her? How do you know that you're not just thinking that you love her?"

"Because I can feel it!" I burst out, one tear straying down my cheek. I push back off of the wall as I turn my back on her, I need to go find Ammy; I can't waist any more time here.

"Wait!" she calls after me, I turn around, her eyes looking deep into mine.

"The park, the one that almost got burned down a couple of years back. She's in there" she tells me and without a second to spare I run off towards the park, wanting to get there as soon as possible. When I arrive I spot her straight away, she's laid down on the ground, her clothes clinging to every inch of her skin, and her drenched hair has fallen over her face.

"Ammy!" I shout as I run to her side, gently laying her onto her back before pushing her hair off of her face, her skin is pale with a hint of red, but that is probably due to the coldness, and she has a small gash on her head. How on earth did she bang her head? I don't linger on that thought for too long as I scoop her up into my arms, ready for me to carry her home and get her settled in bed. I'll get her home, out of those wet clothes and then I'll tuck her in bed so she can sleep. But of course I'll have to tend to that cut on her head first.

Eric's POV

"Have you phoned Ammy yet?" Sookie probes as we pull the covers back, ready to go to bed. Well, Sookie will be going to bed; I will just remain by her side where I will hold her.

"I tried to phone her earlier but it went to voicemail, I assumed she was busy. But when I phoned her yesterday she seemed okay" I inform her. It has been three days since Ammy flew back to Shreveport with the Were, and we have talked a couple of times. In fact, it is rather unusual for her to not answer her phone. But I shall not worry about that now, after all, she should be safe seeing as she is with that Were. Plus I gave Alcide and Pam a ring; they said they would watch over her as well. She is in safe care, nothing to worry about.

"Eric, I know it's late, but I don't feel tired" Sookie looks up at me, she throws her leg over my hips putting me at a compromising position. If she keeps this up I will soon find a way to tire her out.

"What would you like to do until sleep claims you, Lover?" I probe as I pull her closer against my body, her warm little body (excluding the baby bump) pressing up against my cold bare chest.

"Tell me about your time in Arkansas" she yawns, and she says she isn't tired…

"It wasn't too eventful. It was rather plain and boring actually. The people were ignorant and were always looking for trouble; the teenagers seemed to always be pregnant. That bit annoyed me the most" I inform her, remembering to how I would be taking a casual stroll at night and I would see loads of teenagers walking around smoking, drinking and most of them were pregnant. Disgraceful. People who allow their children to become pregnant at such a young age should be ashamed of themselves. Bad parenting, I believe it is called.

"I think you'll find pregnant teens no matter where you look. And speaking of pregnancy, I really crave some cheesy pizza" Sookie notes, making me chuckle.

"Would you like me to order you something, this hotel has only the best of chefs" I point out, Sookie nodding excitedly as I reach over for the phone. Pregnancy cravings, so random and so unexpected. I would hate to be a woman.

Ammy's POV

"Ammy, Sweetie" I feel someone shaking me, I crack an eye open to look at my mother; I must be dreaming again. She has on a long flowing white dress and a bright halo above her head with large wings. She looks so beautiful.

"What happened?" I murmur as I sit up, my hand instantly going to my pounding head.

"You got into an argument with that girl and you tripped when you turned to storm off. You always were a clumsy girl" she laughs, only making me groan. I have always been clumsy and I'm always injuring myself but that is just embarrassing. Falling over and knocking yourself out when you're supposed to be stomping off? I don't think I could ever live that down.

"Do not worry, child. You are safe, that boy found you and you are now laid down at his house fast asleep. He cares about you greatly" she notes thoughtfully as she walks around the fluffy clouds. Clouds?

"Alec? He came after me?" my heart suddenly races with joyfulness as I think about him. He came after me, which must mean he's sorry for what he said. But I will admit that I was stupid for running off in the first place.

"He did, but that is not why we are here. Ammy, that woman is trying to hurt you and isolate you away from everything and anything. Including your loved ones. I cannot fully protect you from here, unfortunately Delilah is more devious than I first anticipated" mom trails off.

"What did she do for you to kill her?"

"When you were born you were labelled as being 'special'. You still are special. You are one of five children who were born and were compatible for the research they wished to carry out. But I wouldn't let them have you, you were my baby girl. I didn't want you to spend your life being experimented on and tested. It was not the life you were destined to have" okay, now she sounds like some sort of psychic.

"What experiments? And who are all these other children born? Maybe they can help me" I tell her, thinking very logically. Surely they would want to put a stop to all those experiments as well, in fact, maybe some of them will want to help me, surely that woman was after them as well.

"There is only one child left. The other three were killed by Delilah. She killed them and all of their families when they refused to let her and her team experiment on their children"

"Who's the last child?" I demand, needing to know the answer.

"Isaac" and then I suddenly woke up, flinging myself up into a sitting position, my breathing heavy.