LEILA MILLEROne minute i was standing outside trying to make sense of every thing that has happened, and the next Matt appeared out of nowhere, took a bruising grip of my wrist and dragged me to the nearest empty room in sight, practically shoving me into it. The room was darker than i had expected, something i have never done well with and as such, i could feel the nerves growing almost immediately.The moment he slammed the door behind him, cutting any source of light that could penetrate, it felt as though all the light in the room was drained out of the space, leaving it with a suffocating feeling. My heart hammered behind my ribcage, a loud thud that i feared even he could hear. I did not need to see his face to be able to tell he was fucking angry--i could feel the fury rolling off him in waves. His footsteps were slow and measured as he trudged in my direction, closing the distance between us. The nager from him filled the space of the room, like a predator ready to talk his
LEILA MILLERAlpha Sebastian's voice was one we bith recignized almost immediately, despite being in the haze of the moment that clung onto us. For a moment, we stilled, with neither of us making a move while the tension in the room, the thick one, enveloped us like a shroud, as if the entire world held its breath to see what would happen and how it would all unfold.Then, Matt ever so hesitantly pulled away from me, and the moment his hold around me slackened i was quick to pull myself away from him, putting as much distance between us as possible as i wrapped my arms around myself, a sort of protective instinct. Matt noticed it, and i did not miss the slight glare he sent my way before he huffed out a loud breath. Carefully concealing his beastly side, he intertwined his fingers and yawed his gaze in the direction of his Uncle. "Uncle Sebastian," He breathed out, his voice calm in contrast to how he was a few minutes ago. "What are you doing here? This is does not concern you. I am
LEILA MILLER I could feel my heart hammering behind my rib cage, my head pounding as Alpha Sebastian’s words lingered in my head. I could not believe it even, it sounded so foreign to my ears that I found myself wondering for a moment if they were playing tricks on me. If this is truly happening…if Alpha Sebastian truly uttered the words of rejection. However, the instant pain that registered as those words escaped his lips was evident enough. It started small, like a flame of fire that started burning and within seconds, it had grown into a ball of pain so big, I felt suffocated. It spread through my entire body, paralyzing me as much as it was suffocating, and I could only find myself struggling to find my breath as I tried to get a hold of it. “I…I…” I parted my lips to speak, but no words were coming out. Tears welled up in my eyes, stemming from both the pain caused by the rejection and my broken heart as well. I felt my knees become weak, threatening to give out on me bu
SEBASTIAN SALVATORE DE LUCAThe room was dimly lit as i twirled a cup of bourbon in my hand, the liquid in the glas scup glistening under the light it relefcts as my eyes followed its every move, and yet, instead of focusing on the alcohol or its buzz in my system, all i could think of was her.Of my so called mate, or the mate i rejected anyways.Of Leila Miller. Matt's now ex girlfriend and my ex mate as well.I found myslef flicking my eyes eyes shut as memories of her flooded in my head, like a broken casette it played in my mind, replaying the scene that transpired between us starting from that night at the club, that night i had her in my arms and nearly lost control, and would have comitted something i would be terribly regretting now.I am not one to lose control, i never have. And yet, that night, i did, almost entirely.I have always prided myself as a man of honor and patience, never swayed by women, at least not enough to mess with my senses. Indulge in pleasure, sure, but
SEBASTIAN SALVATORE DE LUCA.She went to the rest room, and i waited outside for her to finish before stepping out. While i stood there, there were a couple of people that stumbled over, both men and women, attempting to go in the direction however, the moment they see me, they all came to their senses and a glare was enough to have them scrambling away, no longer going in the direction.Despite it not being my pack, i doubt there is any one that does not know me. I have businesses here, and i tend to come every once in a while so all the people know who i am, and knew not to mess with me. If you ask me why i chased them from going in while she is there, i cannot say as well. I just felt the need to do it, and so i did.She came out soon enough, and one glance at her, i knew she was hammered. It made sense because drank quite a lot, and by the looks of it, she does not have a high tolerance level for alcohol. Standing in front of her, i even intentionally made her bump into me, and sh
MATT WILDE.Leila was banished my Uncle, and my Alpha eager to please him as always, allowed that to happen. I thought i was onboard with it as well, after all, this is what i have always wanted, i was looking for a way to chase her away so i can be with Faye. Her only use all this while was to give blood to Faye, but since she was not willing to do anymore, there was no point keeping her any more. She is a good lay too i admit, but she does not compare to my Faye in any other place. I would find another source of blood for Faye, i did not care about Leila in the slightest. At least, that was what i thought until she actually left, and a feeling of emptiness began to take root within me almost immediately, her abscence ringing in every spot in the house that i have lived with her for two years in. I have never realized it, but Leila made the house a home, there was a bit of her in every corner of the house, effortlessly she had left imprint of herself in ways i did not even realize s
MATT WILDE."Frankly speaking, i do not understand why you will be affected by her leaving truly," Faye continued, in a dismissive tone that had a bitter edge to it. "I am probably over thinking this, right?" She then threw the question at me, with a brow arched and a look that told me i better agree to her latter statement. But, i was not sure what she was talking about exactly any more. I had zoned out for a moment thinking she saw through me, and that i was just thinking of Leila and her abscence prior to her arrival.So, i did the only thing that could get me out of this situation. "Hmm, you said what?" I blinked, trying to get her to repeat her words so i would know how to reply.her eyes narrowed slightly, obviously not liking how i had zoned out on her speaking, but she did not prod. Instead, she then repeated what i assumed were her earlier words. "I am overthinking this, right?" She repeated, "You were not thinking about that woman, nor missing her presence around here, righ
MATT WILDE."What do you mean?" I found myself asking in response to her statement, finding it hard to understand some of the words which Faye utters. She can be mysterious sometimes.Her smile did not waver, "Nothing," She shook her head instead. "I am just saying, i have a feeling your Uncle will meet the perfect woman for him sooner or later."I hummed, then shrugged. "I do not really care about that. In fact, let us stop talking about all that for now. And instead," My hands dropped down to her waist again, pulling her closer to me and eliminating the space between us. My lips brushed hers, and i found myself whispering against her lips. "How are you feeling now?" I asked, referring to her sickness.She pulled back from me, offering me a warm smile. "I am much better now," She said, then gestured to herseself. "Are you sure?" My brows drew in worry, my lips curling down into a deeper frown. "I will figure out a way to get you blood from someone else if i have to. Anything to get
LEILA MILLER.Believe me, after everything that has happened, the last thing I need is a grand birthday party. I did not need one before, and I certainly do not want one in this moment of all times as well. Were they not the ones that wanted to keep me cooped up in this house on strict bed rest? Tell me why we are suddenly having a party and inviting quite possibly the whole pack and beyond.I have enjoyed living without being known to outsiders. It was my little secret and triumph card that might come to be useful later on. But, certainly not now of all times. "Tell me you're kidding." I released a dramatic groan, flopping back on the bed. I saw Gracie smile at me from the corner of my eyes, no doubt finding me amusing. I am glad I could lift her mood, but not the time really.I happen to have an equally brooding brother that held my gaze, his expression difficult to read when he then asked. "Does it seem like I am kidding?" He does not.Damn it. This is bad.Gracie's voice suddenl
LEILA MILLER."Let us go shopping." I suddenly declared, after my little moment with Gracie opening up about her relationship with my brother.Gracie blinked, before her eyes widened and she quickly shook her head. "No, no. Before I cam here, your brother warned me that you are not supposed to leave your bed." She stated, and I was a bit surprised she was heeding to his words. The Gracie I know would be too stubborn to listen to what he would say, especially not in the current stage they are in. "Your brother would have my head if I let you go out really.""Who said anything about going out?" I arched a brow, my lips forming a mischievious smile. "We can always shop online. Going outside is the last thing I want in this moment either." I could go out within the pack, but going beyond it? Not yet. Not until I feel safe out there again. "Or we can go to the boutique in the pack, they bring the most stunning dresses. Or we can have them brought here. That would be perfect..." I was alrea
DYLAN MILLER.Gracie seemed like she had something to say about the whole thing, but she did not. Instead, she caved in wordlessly, shutting herself as she did before. I asked her if there was anything she wanted to do before we leave, but she shook her head otherwise. So, we both bid Sarah farewell, before we made our way out together, getting back in my car. This time around, before I could open the door for Gracie and strap her in, she did so herself. She did not spare me a glance, and seemed as though she wanted to make a point clear.That she does not want me.Too bad. I may not be cruel, but I can be selfish. And when it comes to my mate, I will be as selfish as I need to be in order to keep her with me. The drive to the pack house took a while, as it was a bit farther from the city. The pack closest to the city and occupying most of the territory is Salvatore's, ours is a bit farther.I appreciated the drive really, because it gave me more time with my mate before we head to t
DYLAN MILLER.Sarah finished the soup, and then handed it over to Gracie who thanked her with a soft smile on her features, and in that moment I realized the two have become close somehow. Then again, Sarah is easy going, and my mate seemed so as well. The way she smiled, she seemed much more beautiful really, and i could only hope one day she would be able to smile with me the same way. Sarah after preparing my breakfast as well, quietly left the kitchen for the two of us, not before giving me a look I knew as her encouraging me to make some effort into stirring something upw ith Gracie, but how could I do so without making her hate me more than she already does?I quietly ate my food as she did as well, but she was quick, as if wanting to finish it up as soon as she can and leave. She finished in record time, and then made a move to get off the stool, but I was having none of it."Sit." I said, my tone firm, while finishing up my food as well.She folded her lips in, glancing at me
DYLAN MILLER."Where is Gracie?"Things have been a whirlwind really, a rollercoaster of emotions that it felt as though there was too much ongoing, and too very little time to process it really. Somewhere in between leaving my mate back at my house, returning to the pack borders to fend off the rogues, whom retreated at the very last minute that is, giving us the victory this time around, and in between getting a call from my Beta about Leila's disappearance, there was too much ongoing really.But, everything that happened afterwards, from trying to reach out to her to no avail, to tracking her phone to Sebastian Salvatore's house, and what went down between us passed by pretty quickly. I did not even have time to process and wonder why she would go to his house of all people. Could it be because of Matt? Does she still have any feelings for him? Is he why she went to his Uncle's place or otherwise?Now thinking back, after everything has blown down, Matt was nowhere in sight at the
DYLAN MILLER.I am not a saint, nor the holiest out there. I am not a man without any history with women, I do have, quite a lot.But, that was in the past, when I was much younger and in my teenage years. I am not using that to defend myself, not that there is anything to defend really. I am just saying, I have my own history and moment with women, quite a number of it, and it is now in the past. It has been something over thre eyears since I have entertained any women, or thought of being in any fling or casual relationship with anyone. Since I took up the role of the Alpha, I have devoted myself to it wholly, giving it my all. I kept aside my habit I had prior, knowing I now have a lot of people counting on me.My parents, my sister, and my pack--they were all depending on me and there is no way I would let them down. That is not something I could afford, so, I dropped it aside and focused on becoming a good Alpha. Of course, I see those around me finding their mates, and building
LEILA MILLERAfter I was discharged from the hospital, my parents refused to let me go back to my apartment in the city, and instead practically forced me to go along with them back to the pack house. I tried to get Dylan to help me out but who am I kidding? Of course he would not offer me the lending hand I want. So, I succumbed to their wishes and followed them back, though deep down I knew I would prefer being back at home for the meantime as well. I am still not fully healed and if I am being honest, I am not fully satisfied with the thought of going back home alone, only because I know if I do so I would be alone and keft to wander away with my thoughts.I could not afford that. So, I would pick being back home and pampered any day.And pampered I was, because my parents would not even allow me out of bed unless when extremely necessary. They arranged for everything to be brought to my room at my own comfort so I would not have to stress out and continued to hover over me like I
LEILA MILLER.I suppose I was mistaken. Sebastian was not the one who saved me. And perhaps, it was wishful thinking on my part that he was, given our last interaction, how it went down, and who I saw him with.I initially thought perhaps, he was the one, and even thought he would come visit me in the hospital or something. I do not want my family to know about us, but in that moment I could not give a single damn really. He could have showed up and they would all know, or he would sneak in when there is no one, I did not care. I just wanted him close, I wanted him to be here, I was craving for his warmth and his touch. I wanted him to wrap me in his embrace and assure me that everything is going to be okay, but I got none of that. Sebastian remained like a shadow in my memories, and I could not find him anywhere no matter how I tried to reach out to him.I even swallowed my pride and texted him, called him even because I so much believed he was the one that saved me. I was so sure i
LEILA MILLER A dull ache welcomed me the moment I tried to peel my eyes open, my head pouring as the bright light in the room threatened to blind me. I closed my eyes almost immediately, taking a few seconds to accustom myslef to being conscious again to begin with before I slowly parted my eyes open again. My gaze fell on the white ceiling first, adorned with bright lights that made the place seem more clinical. The scent of disinfectants was heavy in the air, along with beeping from beside me. I need not look around to know where I am. The hospital. Fuck. A slight groan escaped my lips as I tried to move, only for a painful force to push me back down, stopping me from doing even the simplest action of moving. The fuck? My body feels heavy, and I could not move my lower body as a whole while moving my upper body simply felt like a huge struggle. Thankfully, my groan seemed to have gained the attention of the others in the room, whose presence I had not realized earlier on. “My