Wind Carved Names Into Silence by Zex Hollow 181

Chapter 181 

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Wait…his office, he’s probably in there. Why didn’t I think of that? I quickly move down the corridor and head for his office praying that he’s in there because otherwise I’m at a fucking loss and as much as I don’t want to involve my brothers in this, I will if that’s what it takes to find him. 

I swing open his office door with more force than I mean to and my eyes instantly land on him and it guts me. He’s sat on the floor tucked away in the corner, legs bent head hanging down with what appears to be a very large very half–empty bottle of whisky in his hand. 

Now, I know it takes a lot for a Werewolf to get drunk but Robbie isn’t a drinker on his best days. I’ve never seen him drunk hell, I’ve never seen him have more than three drinks and yet here he is, and while I don’t know how much he’s drunk, I know it’s enough to dull his senses as he hasn’t given any indication that he’s aware of my presence which could mean one of two things. One, he is too drunk to notice I’m here or two he is doing one hell of a good job at pretending not to notice me, and neither of those sit well with me. 

“Robbie, somehow I manage to keep my voice low and quiet not to chance startling him but inside I’m feeling pissed off for so many reasons. The possibility that he’s putting himself in danger right now by being too drunk to hear or sense anyone approaching him is one of them. Don’t get me wrong my pack lands are very well protected. 

We consistently have more than enough warriors on guard 24 hours a day and while I know that they are all more than capable of fighting and protecting everyone here, attacks happen so no matter how many warriors are protecting us we always need to be aware of our surroundings and expect the unexpected or at least have someone watching our back when we cant. Maybe that’s why he linked me? Maybe he knows he can’t look after himself right now and has me here to do it for him rather than talk like I thought we would. 

“Robbie, are you ok, brother?” he slowly lifts his head and the hurt in his red–rimmed eyes insanely burns into mine. Fuck! He lets out a small laugh before shaking his head as he lifts the bottle to his mouth and takes a drop, winching as the whiskey burns its way down his throat. “No, I’m not.” 

– “I can see,” I say as I make my way over to him and park my ass next to him on the floor of his office. He takes another sip from the bottle before closing his eyes and leaning his head back against the wall. “How much of that bottle have you drank?” 

“Broke the seal on it.” Loving fuck! I guess I have my answer about how aware of his surroundings he is. I have so many things I want to say to him right now including a lecture from not only his Alpha but his big brother too but don’t instead I push it all aside. 

“So what’s going on?” the next few minutes are met with silence and as much as I want to push him to talk it is pointless plus I don’t want to risk him not opening up to me ever because I put pressure on him in the first place. 

“I’ve found her… I’ve f…f…found my mate.” his words are slow and slurred but still I understand them. ‘I know. Are you ready to talk yet? He shakes his head. “I can’t believe this is happening. Why? Why now? Why me? Why her?” 

“I wish I had the answers for you, brother. I really do but I don’t.” He doesn’t say a word instead choosing to take another long drink of whiskey. I hope he enjoys it because it’s his last one. The moment he lowers the bottle I swiftly take it away from him before he even has a chance of reacting. 

“Nicky, give it back.” there’s no heat to his words only defeat and that’s the main reason I’m stopping him from drinking. He’s an adult and can do what he pleases but it doesn’t mean I won’t step in if I think it’s needed and right now it is. “That won’t help you, brother trust me. I’ve tried to cover situations with a bottle of whiskey a few times and I quickly learned that it didn’t change a dam thing. If anything I just got to deal with a hangover on top of 

everything else.” 

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“Ah, fuck!” he grunts as my words hit him. “Yeah, you’re going to suffer in the morning, he snorts as he lets out the smallest laugh before his reality sets back in and he groans covering his eyes with his hands. 

“It’s going to be ok, Robbie. We’re going to figure this out.” While I may not know all the details yet, what I do know is I’ll get him through it, we all 

will. 

‘What group was she in?‘ he stares at me as I ask him and I swear I see even more despair appear in his eyes and I’m pretty sure I already know what his answer is going to be. 

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‘She… fuck… she was in the children’s group. My mate is underage, Nick. A ficking child!” Fuck, I knew that was going to be his answer but I had still hoped that I would be wrong. Such an idiot. 

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