Summer
Summer
Tamara POV
I had never seen Brad to be so protective about anyone else except his own family. Surprise flickered through me. The way he held her, like she would break if he let her go, like she was a treasure, made me wonder if he was in love with her. But if that was the case, why didn’t he ever mention about her?
“Who is she?” I asked as I approached her.
He took a deep breath in. “This is Summer McKeever,” he replied in a low protective tone. “I rescued her from some cultists. They were after her, and I barely got her out in time.”
I exchanged a look with Matt. Cultists? What was going on here?
Bradley’s voice softened as he looked down at Summer with concern. “Can you help her?” he asked me. “She’s too fragile… And–and I can’t take her anywhere. I mean I don‘
t know where she lives.”
I stepped closer to see Summer. She was really pale. Confusion flooded me. “I’m not understanding what you are saying, Brad,” I said, frustration rising. “If you don’t know anything about her then why did you save her? But more than that, how did you find 
her with the cultists?” Then I lowered my voice, “Why are you so protective of her,
Bradley?”
Bradley didn’t answer immediately. He simply stared at the fragile girl in his arms, a deep sadness overtaking him. “I’ll answer to later, but just help her. Can you take her to your dorm secretly?”
On an instinct, I touched the forehead of the girl and closed my eyes, wondering what was wrong with her. “Why don’t you take her to the house?” I asked. “I’ll be able to look after her properly there. Moreover, I don’t have an extra bed. I mean if it’s okay with you, she can share mine.”
He shook his head. “Right now, I can’t take her out anywhere,” he snapped. “Though my warriors are already scanning the area, I fear that there are cultists around here.”
“Let us take her home soon,” I suggested again. But as I touched her forehead, I closed my eyes, and thought of happy memories. Like the ones I made with Matt yesterday. A sigh left my lips, much to my embarrassment and I hoped that Matt didn’t notice it. However, I heard a gasp behind me, and I wondered if through our bond he sensed what I was thinking? I flushed hard, and snapped open my eyes. But what I saw was strange. Summer had opened her eyes and was staring at me. As I stared back into her green eyes, I felt like all my energy was draining.
“Tamara!” Matt shouted behind me, and before I knew it, he snapped my hand away
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from Summer. Immediately, I took a deep breath as he hugged me and enveloped me into his arms. I rested my head against his chest, and noticed how it was thundering.
“What happened?” I asked, but why was my voice so low. Like there was no energy. I turned my head to look Bradley, and he was gaping at me.
“Tammy, y–you-”
“You passed out!” Matt interrupted through his gritted teeth. He glanced at Bradley, as if asking him to be quiet.
My gaze went back to Summer, and she had again fallen into unconsciousness.
Fifteen minutes later, when the warriors had confirmed that the area was free of the cultists, we all drove back to my dorm. But Matt insisted that we all go to Brad’s house, saying that we are going to stay with Summer until she recovers. He somehow didn’t want Summer to stay with me alone. Was he being selfish because he was spending his nights in my room from past many nights?
When we reached there, Brad quickly took Summer in his arms and hurried her to my previous room. Matt was watching me closely. He wasn’t allowing me to go near her or
touch her.
“Do we have gloves with us?” he asked Brad. “We can’t touch Summer just like that with our hands,” he added. Which was a strange thing to add.
Brad raised his eyebrow. “She doesn’t have diseases!”
Yes, Summer didn’t have diseases. I couldn’t smell any on her.
Matt shrugged. “Still, she is too fragile. Get gloves.” Brad mumbled something under is breath and exited. Then Matt turned to me, took my hands in his and very seriously said, “You will not touch her, or for that matter any wilting flowers or leaves or whatever you deem are… weak or dying or fragile.”
My mouth dropped. Did he know about my abilities? “Matt…”
“I know…” he said and pulled me in his arms. Then he lowered his mouth to my ear and whispered, “You will keep this a secret. Don’t let anyone else know about it. That’s why I’ve asked Brad to bring gloves.” He kissed my temple, and hugged me tighter. “I’m scared for you, Tammy. Please don’t put yourself at risk for others.”
Goddess. “How did you know?” Why did it feel like he was not telling me everything?
He took a deep breath in, and glanced at Summer. “I will tell you when the time comes.”
We saw Brad coming in. He gave me the gloves. I wore them and went to see Summer. The girl was really unwell. “Brad, get a doctor for her,” I said. And then I noticed a small red patch on bed. Summer was on her periods. Or did she miscarry? “Shit!” I rasped and turned to look at Brad to ask him to fetch a doctor. But his eyes had flickered golden, and his fangs had slipped out. He let out a dangerous growl–one
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that shattered the windows of the house. “Brad!” I shouted, but his focus was only on Summer. “Matt!” I alarmed. Matt immediately turned to Brad.
“Brad!” he shouted. “Come out!” But Brad didn’t budge from there. It was like his wolf wanted to come out. Matt went near him. He grabbed his upper arm. “Brad, control yourself. Whatever it is, you can overcome!” He pulled him toward the door, but Brad pushed him hard, making him stumble. Matt was shocked. He tackled him again, but Brad went feral. The two barreled into each other. I screamed, asking them to stop. They both crashed into the table, which smashed into splinters.
“Stop!” I shouted.
Matt was trying to keep Brad away from me and Summer. I just couldn’t understand what had gone wrong with Brad. My eyes welled with tears. I whimpered, which agitated Matt. He punched Brad hard on his shoulders, but Brad punched him back. The warriors who were outside filled the room. They tried to intervene but were sent to the ground because they couldn’t handle two Alphas fighting with each other. I just didn’t know how to stop it, feeling helpless.
I looked at Summer, thinking of ways to protect her from this madness. She stirred a little and a soft moan escaped her lips.
And Brad fell silent. He stilled, frozen into his place as his wolf withdrew. His eyes
went to Summer, and… did he just purr?
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