As much as I would have liked to hang around, and to wait for a miracle to happen, I knew that the chances of actually being able to do so, were slim to none. With the way that Alpha Elijah had stormed upstairs, I could not help but think that he would not be coming downstairs any time soon. And that in itself, was the only reason why I was still here. I didn’t know whether or not it was a wise decision for me to leave Samantha here alone, when there was no guarantee that Alpha Elijah was here to look after her. As confused as I was, I was still able to think clearly and decide what was best for me to do because I was well aware of the fact that there would be repercussions for my actions. If I just decided to get up and leave, without saying anything to anyone, and Elijah had actually wanted me to stay here with Samantha, then I was going to be in deep shit. But if he had wanted me to leave, then it would be a lot simpler, because then I could still just get up and leave. It wouldn’
I made sure that I laid completely still, for I knew that a single move from me right now, would betray the fact that I was awake. The fact that I had even managed to fool them for as long as I had was a miracle in itself, but I was not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. The fact that I was overheating this conversation changed everything, created so many more problems than the ones that I had initially thought to be present. “You can go home, Gwen. Thank you for staying here and trying to talk to me about everything. I appreciate it. I just wish that it would have made me feel better about everything.” I could tell by the tone of Elijah’s voice, that he meant every word that he was saying. All of this was weighing heavily on his heart - that much I was certain of. But I could not help but feel like I was missing something - after all, why was this such a big deal? I knew that he would be bound to face countless judgements from his pack, but he was their Alpha. He would be abl
After the comment that Elijah had made, I did not really know what I was supposed to say to him, but luckily for my sake, it seemed like he considered this conversation between the two of us to be over and done with. It was either that, or he was simply just too desperate to get away from me out of fear that I would somehow start asking him questions about the very matter that he had been speaking to Gwen about. I knew that he was simply being paranoid, but that did not make it any easier for me to pretend that I did not know what was going on. There was a part of me that wanted nothing more than to be able to tell him that I had been awake and that I had heard everything that he had said. I wanted to tell him that I had taken a scent blocker to try and save myself from trouble, especially in the event that he was not my mate. But there was so much more that had fueled my need to save myself. And I knew that he would not be able to understand all of them, even if I explained everythi
I laid Samantha down on my bed, and even though I knew that it was going to raise countless questions when I called for a pack doctor, I did not really care for it in this moment. I was already going to have to deal with the fact that my Beta - her father - knew. What was one more person knowing going to do to me that wasn’t already going to be done? I understood that it might not have been such a big deal to any of them, if it hadn’t been for the fact that I was more than a decade older than her. That was the only ammunition that they had against me. But I had been without a mate for that decade. Could they blame me for clinging to the first person who I felt any form of attachment towards with all of my might? I stepped away from the bed, surveying her lying in it for a moment, and something inside of my chest started to ache painfully with the desire to go and lay there next to her. But it was a desire that I would have to fight for now, for there were other things that I needed
After I had gone to lay down next to Samantha, it had taken no more than a few minutes before I had managed to fall into one of the deepest sleeps that I had ever had before. Not once in my life had I ever slept as well as I had then, and I believed that I could have been sleeping for ages if it hadn't been for the fact that her body temperature spiked to the point where it woke me up. I had to deal with a few moments of confusion before I realised where I was and why I was there. And it was also in that moment that it dawned on me why I had woken up, and it was safe to say that any tension that had left my body while I had been asleep, was now back in full force. I could barely believe it. If I had a choice in the matter, I would have jumped out of bed in that moment and gotten a pack doctor here in an instant. But, as I had already managed to tell myself before, that was a decision that I could not make, for it was one that would ruin Samantha's image, one that would strip her of h
As much as his disrespect triggered me, I was forced to remind myself that there was no respectful way to have a conversation like the one that we were having. As a matter of fact, if I had been the one to find myself in this situation, I wouldn't have wasted a moment before skinning the culprit alive. But of course, Luke did not have the luxury of doing that, since the said culprit was me, and I was his Alpha. I had now put him in an unfair situation, and there was nothing that he could do about it. I had to admit, thinking about it in this manner made me feel somewhat bad for what I had done. But I hadn't done it with the intention of getting to him, or upsetting him. For goodness sake, I had found Samantha in that club long before I had even gotten any whiff of the fact that she was his daughter. I doubted that he would consider that as enough reason to move past all of this, and I didn't really feel like putting up with it either. As much as I would have wanted to move past all o
As much as I would have liked to put my mind at ease after hearing that from Samantha's very own mother, I simply could not bring myself to do so. It was like I was not going to feel any better until this day had passed, until Samantha had shifted and we had nothing to worry about. It was going to be something that was easier said than done, since I had no idea what the time was. It felt like this day was turning into a week, even though I knew that that was not the case. It just felt that way to me. "Well, if there is nothing else that you would like to share with me, then I believe that your reasoning for being here is gone. You can go back to your own home." I made sure that I started to make my way to the front foor once I had finished speaking, so that I would be able to open the door for them without being forced to face any difficulties, or without them sticking around here for longer than I needed them to. But of course, I should have known that it would not be as easy as
I had to admit that that was the last thing that I had been expecting Elijah to tell me. And even though I did not really want to admit it, I knew that it was quite serious. But I didn’t feel like it was a requirement for me to take responsibility for it or to try and iron things out - not when it felt like my head was about to explode, or like someone was trying to rip out my spinal cord. I knew that there were people who would believe me to be nothing short of dramatic, but in all honesty, it was something that I did not care for. The fact of the matter was that I was more than able of distinguishing the intensity of my own feelings and emotions. And if for some reason someone thought themselves to be in a position where they were able to decide whether or not what I was feeling was valid, then I would make sure of the fact that they were held accountable for any decisions that they proved to make. Although, as I was spiralling down this pit of hatred towards no one in particular,