CHAPTER 38

SOLOMON

I was chopping the wood with Milo. Everyone was busy, going about their duties in the camp. Everyone had assigned work, no one rested during the day. Xander was in the tent, probably thinking of ways to end this war. This torturing war. We still had no heard anything from Kendrick, nothing. Zip.

It was frustrating because we had nothing to work with, we didn't know what we were getting ready for. I knew that this war will end with a big bang though.

I was watching my son try to cut wood, I was trying not to laugh at his angry face. He was getting frustrated that he wasn't strong enough to cut the wood yet. He stopped trying and kicked the piece over, "This is a stupid piece of wood! It doesn't like me!"

I smirked and patted his head, "No need to get angry, Milo. It's okay if you can't do something. You'll be able to do it when you're bigger."

He huffs and said, "But I want to be bigger now. I want to be stronger now."

I bend down and rub his back, "Well, son. It's okay not be big or strong right now. That's because it's my job to be big and strong. As you get older, you will grow and grow! Until you are almost bigger and stronger than me!"

His eyes widen in amazement, "Even you Papa?"

I nod my head, "And that's when you'll know that it's your job to protect."

He nods his head, still thinking about, "But I can't still try to protect now, right?"

"Of course you can, son. If' I'm not around, you gotta protect your Ma."

He nods his head confidently as if he was a grown man. I took pride as I behold my son. He was strong. He will be a strong wolf one day.

I looked up to meet eyes with my beautiful mate. She was helping to hang the washing as she smiled at Milo and eye. I think she liked seeing me interact with our son.

After her little incident yesterday, she has been a little reserved, not in a bad way, where she hates me again, but more in way where she is trying to process everything in her head. I didn't push it. I wanted her to know that she will have her space and time when she wanted it.

I hated seeing that fear in her eyes. She looked at me in pure terror. It broke my heart seeing her be so tormented. It just made me wanna kill Kendrick even more. I wanted his blood. I wanted revenge for everything he has done. Knowing that night after night he would force my mate! My beautiful mate to have sex with him, fills me with pure rage. He will pay for what he did to her. I'm going to make him pay. I will not make his death fast. He's going to suffer greatly. If that darkens my soul...then so be it. Because I will not let him go quick. Oh no no. I am going to be his own personal grim reaper.

But Ayla doesn't need to know that. All she needs to do is focus on bettering her self mentally and being happy. That's all she's gotta do. And tonight, I want to help her with that.

I looked down at my son and said, "Milo, Ma and Papa need to talk tonight. Is it okay, if you stay at Xander's house?"

He smiles and nods his head, "Okay. I like Xavier anyways. He's my friend."

I nod my head, "Yup, and did you know he's also your cousin?"

Milo's eyes widened to big orbs of shock, " NO WAY! He's family?"

I chuckle, "His father is my brother, which means yes, you two are family."

He pumps his hand into the air and yells, "YES!" He sprints away towards Ayla and says, "Ma! Guess what!"

***

AYLA

Me along with some of the other females have gone to the little river to rinse the soap out of the clothes. I was bending over on my knees, squeezing the water out of the shirt I had just cleaned when someone emerged from the trees. I blushed when I saw Solomon standing there smirking.

"Hello ladies," He greeted, "I'm sorry, but I was wondering if I could steal Ayla for a bit?"

All of the females smiled, especially Zapora and Lizzy. Both of them nodded quickly, "Of course! We were almost done anyways."

I frowned at them, "We just started, didn't we-"

Lizzy's eyes widened as she spoke through her cemented smile, "NO! We were done. You go on, Ayla."

I slowly nodded and faced Solomon. For some reason I felt nervous when I was around him. Like a teenage girl getting flustered around her crush.

I walked towards him and stopped at around about a meter. I coughed in my hand awkwardly, "So, what did you want me for?"

He looks up at the sky then back at me, "Its gonna be sunset soon." He stated.

I looked up at the sky nodded my head, "Yeah, it is."

I looked back at Solomon and saw he had offered his hand to me, "I wanted to take you, somewhere. Come with me?"

I was trying to contain my excitement as I was about to place my hand in his, until I stopped, "What about, Milo?"

"He's with Lizzy and Xander, don't worry, he's perfectly safe."

I sighed in relief. I grabbed onto Soul's hand and he smiled. He lead me away from the forest.

"Where are we going?" I asked curiously.

I could see a mischevious glint in his eyes as he smirked, "Somewhere. Won't know until you get there, I guess."

I rolled my eyes, but still loved this side of Solomon. The playful side. It reminded me of what he was like as a teenager.

We had gone to his car which sparked even more curiosity in me. Where are we going?

We climbed in and he drove away from the camp. I suddenly got a littler nervous, being away from the pack. Away from Milo.

A hand was laid on my thigh. I looked to Solomon and saw he kept glancing my way while driving, "It's okay, Ayla. You're safe and Milo is safe. I wouldn't be doing this if I thought in any way I was risking either of you."

His words were true. I knew that I could trust him. My nerves left me in an instant. I put my hand over Solomon's on my thigh. I was confident in Soul's judgement. I knew he would protect us no matter what.

We drove for a while, the sun was coming down quick. As we kept driving, I could recognise a few things. This area seemed familiar.

"I want you to close your eyes," Solomon requested excitedly.

I smirked and shook my head desperately, "No! Just tell me where we're going!"

"Just do it! You'll thank me later. Please." Solomon pleaded.

I sighed but closed my eyes. I felt the car slowly come to a stop. As soon as his door close mine opened. I grabbed unto my arm to guide me out of the car.

My heart was racing, "Can I open my eyes, yet?"

Solomon chuckled, "Not yet, little wolf."

I felt his hand on my lower back as we began to walk. I sniffed the air, it smelled familiar. I sense of nostalgia washed over me. I felt as if I was being transported to a memory of some kind. But what?

"Okay," Solomon said, "I want you to stand right here." He placed me firm to where I stood. I heard him walk away along with some rustling noises.

"You can open your eyes now!" I said from a distance.

I opened them and am instantly hit with the most beautiful view. The sun was setting over the ocean. My heart stopped when I realised it was the beach. The beach. I had not been here since I was young.

I looked over my shoulder and saw Solomon lying in the sand. I smiled and turned around fully, "This was where we first met." I said. I walked over to Solomon to see him with his eyes closed and his hands under his head.

I giggled and said, "I'm assuming you're Zapora's big brother?" They were the first words I ever said to Solomon

My mate opens his eyes and smirked, "Yes I am," He sits up, looking at me.

"What're you doing, lying on the beach like that, huh?"

Solomon looks at me and smiles, "Waiting."

I tilted my head, "Waiting for what?"

"For you."

I bend down on my knees and face him, "And what am I to you?" I ask softly.

He leans in and raises his hand, tucking my hair behind my ear, "You are my destiny...you are my purpose...I was made for loving you, my little wolf."

My eyes stung from tears. I smile through them and nodded my head, "I was made for loving you." I said back.

And that's when I saw it. He was my Solo again. He was my best friend. I could see the Solomon he was when he was young. The boy I loved...and still love

Solomon cupped the back of my head and gently pulled me, pressing his lips against mine. I cupped his face and kissed him back. I felt like we had our young love once again. The love I recognised. Memories flooded my mind of us when we were young.

The times we would sneak out and watch the stars.

We would have endless movie marathons

We would make up random dances.

We would go on random road trips to see something pretty.

And we would go to our spot at the big rock.

And then there were the times we simply did nothing. We just laid in my bed in silence. I think I loved those moments the most.

We had been through so much together. Our journey was long and hard, but it's had the sweetest of endings. I hated him, he was broken...and so was I. We were a disaster waiting to happen. A volcano waiting to blow. And it did blow. Our brokenness could have been the end of us, our mistakes could have made us split a part forever. But even when we were at our darkest, even if we were blinded by hate, or past, we found our way back to each other, and our love was still there, waiting for us to realise that being alone, we were only one half of a heart. Solomon was my other half, my heart, my love. My Solo.