Dean pov

My throat was dry and scratchy, rumblings like a thunderstorm came from my stomach and it was the only occasional sound apart the rustling mice feet.

A small smile cracked across my face when I thought about my mate, she had only been here for a brief moment I think she even had plans to bring me food but she didn't come back and it hit me that maybe something had happened to her that would explain why she didn't come back.

I didn't even mind all that much if she had come back empty handed seeing her alone was enough to fill my stomach.

Gosh, that sounded...