A Weekend With The Alpha

To say things had gotten better in the last week would be a lie. I had fallen out with Aaron a few times in the last week. While he wanted me to wait and do nothing, my mind and patience didn't let me. Call me crazy, but I would not stay back and try to figure out how to deal with the threat at hand. Nicole and Theo were the threat. The “threat’ killed Tia and ever day that went by was a reminder of what I had failed to do. I failed to protect her, but I could make sure those behind wh happened to her got what they deserved.

Vesterday, I walked into the study while Aaron and his siblings planned their next course of action and I told them I want to be included. They all stared at me with eyes of pity and understanding. I wasn't looking to be understood. I wanted to a part of the plan and they didn't want that.

Aaron took me aside and told me to trust him, but I told him I didn't. I couldn't. 1 had felt his withdrawal since the night I told him about my father's death. It felt almost as if he blamed me too and believed I ruined everything I touch. Though I said nothing, deep in my guts, I knew he was hiding something from me. It hurt and so I did my best to not overthink it. said little after that and though they let me in on their discussion; I knew how unwanted my presence was.

I couldn't fault them completely. I was human, after all. I wanted to leave to be with my kind, my family and friends the ones I had left, but I couldn't I had to stay here, even though I didn't want to be. My safety depended on staying here witt Aaron.

Today I barely left my room. Although Aaron slept beside me didn't hold on to me as he used to and when it was morning he left without informing me. I guess I deserved that for being such a pain. It had been rough for both of us, and I didn't want to add to it. I wanted us to find balance.

“You've been gone all day, I said as the door cracked open and Aaron stepped into the room. I didn't have to look up to see him. Some part of me could tell he was the one in the room with me. It could be the mate bond because I've read about it, or it could be something else. Either way, it was a good sense.

I reached out to Lionel today, and he informed me of Betty's plan for Tia. He told me she planned on burying her as fast possible because she didn't see the point of keeping her body around for much longer. The first result was misplaced anc so they had to run another, which dragged onto today. Betty was tired of the entire process at this point. Lionel told me t funeral would hold immediately after the autopsy results came out. That was a few days away, and I told him to keep me posted.

He asked me how I was holding up, and I didn't lie. I told him 1 wasn't doing so well with that but assured him I was fine. Aaron didn't leave my side, even though our relationship had gotten worse in the past week. I knew he would not leave in these hard times. I asked how he was coping and he said he went back to his art, which was so much better than drugs He also told me Sesi had been beside him and that assured me he was in good hands.

The rest of the day I spent with Zion, reading to him and helping him with the little homework he had. It kept my mind preoccupied and gave little room for negative thoughts. I tucked Zion to bed a few hours ago and now I was in my room reading and about to tuck myself in.

I received silence from him in return and it arose my suspicion, making me turn around to look at him. He stood at the door, with his back resting against the wall and arms crossed over his chest. He observed me and standing so far away I couldn't tell the look on his face, but his silence didn't sit well with me.

"Hey!" I waved dramatically at him. “What's up with you?”

He smiled and stepped further into the room. “Nothing”

“You've been gone all day. That doesn't feel like nothing." I told him my voice was small, “I know we haven't been on the best of terms and I am sorry if I made things harder than they need to be."

“Don't be sorry,” he said, strolling over to me and stopping when he stood at the foot of the bed. He climbed in and I couldn't stop my gaze from following his movement. He had a mischievous look on his face, and I wondered what he wanted to do.

“You didn't tell me you'd be gone all day." I pout. I promised myself I wouldn't be an annoying or clingy girlfriend a long time ago, but that was exactly what I had become this past week, the former more than the latter.

I could not help it. I've loved no one the way I loved him and things haven't gone great so far.

“You're f*****g sexy when you pout like that,” he said, his attention flickering between my lips and eyes.

“I pout this way when I am sad,” I told him, pouting even more.

He smiles, “I guess I'll have to keep making you sad.” he caught my already extended bottom lip between his and consum it.

The kiss was great, amazing even, but I didn't feel the much emotion I used to feel and it made me believe something wa up.

“What's wrong?” I asked, stroking his face.

He placed his head on mine. “I'm just thinking about everything, all the choices that you have made because of me. Everything you have lost”

I pulled back to stare at him. “Aaron, nothing that has happened is your fault. Alpha Theo and Nicole deserve all the blam and they will get what's coming for them. You shouldn't blame yourself. All you have done since you came into my life wa fix what has been broken for so long."

The look on his face didn't look like one ready to believe my words, and I didn't like that.

“You do not believe me."

“I'm trying," he muttered, his eyes unable to stare into mine.

“Then try harder. I know I haven't made it any easier for you so far, but believe me, it's the truth.” I ran soft caresses over his face and he shivered. “Look at me," he did as I asked, and his gaze locked on mine. “You saved my life, Aaron Hart, anc you've brought me nothing but happiness, and though I have moments of doubt, I don't regret having you with me this fa Never doubt that, okay?”

He nodded. I leaned in and kissed his lips, pulling him closer and showing him just how wanted he was.