Leave Me Alpha [#6]

I open my eyes for the sun to burn them. Not literally.

I groan, turning around, but an arm stops me.

“Vincent, move away. You can’t sleep here anymore! Just because you and Hailey have a fight, and you need someone to cuddle with it can’t be me” I mumble, pushing his arm away.

“Sweetheart..“I hear someone say behind me. I freeze.

Did I have a one night stand again? I don’t remember.

The voice was deep, entrancing, sending chills up my back.

“Sweetheart. You’re wake. I was worried” he whispers. I turn around and I’m shocked to see Alpha Hayes.

Oh fuck this. Did I sleep with him?

I look around to see I’m not in my room.

I take a deep breath,and sit up.

“I’m so sorry a-“he sits up and shakes his head

“It’s okay. I promise. As along as you’re okay?” I nod slowly.

“I better go.“I climb off the bed,to see I’m fully dressed. I’m so confused.

“Sweetheart, where are you going? You can’t leave” he says climbing off the bed.

“I need to go home Alpha Hayes.” He freezes, as he stops in front of me.

“Asher. Sweetheart, it’s Asher. I’ll call Emily” he mumbles, running out of the room.

“Grandma Emily? Oh fuck. She’s going to kill me” I whisper to myself, as Emily walks in with everyone behind her.

Grandpa Alec, uncle Tyler, auntie Mia, dad, mom, Hailey and Vincent. Everyone. Including three little babies.

“Did someone have triplets?” I ask, standing up

“Look at this Emily. She doesn’t remember!” Alpha Hayes shouts

“I told you Asher. I had to do it. She won’t get her memory back. Just leave her alone” Asher growls

“I can’t. She’s my mate!” He shouts, and Alec stands in front of Emily.

“Fuck off” he growls, lowly, and Asher looks at me.

“Sweetheart. You remember me right? We got married” he walks close to me.

“I wouldn’t get married to you.” I say and Vincent chuckles.

“Vincent? What are you guys all doing here? Am I in trouble? I promise I didn’t do anything” I exclaim, and Asher sighs, pulling me closer to me, hugging me tightly.

Sparks. He’s my mate?

“Sweetheart, please don’t be like this. Remember me. I’m your Asher.” He whispers into my ear

“Asher?” I question and he nods

“Yes?” He let’s me go.

“I don’t know you. I don’t remember anything” I whisper and he sighs

“It’s okay. We can start fresh. From beginning” he mumbles, placing his palm on my cheek, gently.

“Layla, what do you remember?” Emily asks me

“Hailey running down the steps. Why?” I ask

“Because you have amnesia. I had to force it” Emily says

“Oh no” I exclaim, dramatically falling back onto the bed.

“Sweetheart! What’s wrong?” Asher lifts me up, looking for injuries

“Dramatic Asher. I was being dramatic” I say and he smiles

“I don’t like it when you call me Alpha. Asher, I love that.” He whispers, and I nod slowly

“Okay” I push his arms away from me, and stand up straight looking at Hailey, who has two kids in her arms.

“Did you explode already?” I ask, walking close to her.

“Are you not going to ask why your memory was taken away from you?” She asks, as I stand in front of her.

“I know grandma Emily would only do this to protect me. And I trust her. I don’t want to talk about it, really. But I have one question” I say looking at the twins.

“How long was I out for? I can’t believe I’m a auntie! Have you named them?” I ask and Hailey nods

“You’re not only an auntie. Your a mom, layla” I freeze.

Everyone leaves the room, as Asher takes a little boy off Vincent and closes the door.

“This, is Ethan. Our son” Asher stands in front of me.

I look at Ethan. He looks like Asher. But he has my eyes, my hair. I don’t remember anyone of this.

“Ash-”

“I know. And I won’t force it on you. I promise. But just promise me that you won’t leave me and Ethan?” He looks at me.

I look at him. He’s stressed out, scared, happy, and broken. But not fully. There’s a part of him, that’s fixing.

“I promise” I whisper and he smiles, handing me Ethan.

“I want to tell you something sweetheart. I want to tell you everything about me. I know about you. I know everything” he walks me to the bed. I sit down, looking at Ethan.

He’s so cute, like a small teddy bear.

“You know? How long have we been together” I ask, making Ethan sit on my lap, as Asher sits on the other side of me.

“Almost a year.” He says and I nod slowly.

“4 months” he says and I scoff

“That’s not even half a year” he nods holding my hand.

“But it felt like a hundred years” he whispers

“Was I that bad?” I smile

“No! I meant that it was good. I didn’t want it to end” he says and I nod

“Asher are you upset that, I can’t remember anything?” I whisper as Ethan lays his head on my shoulder, wrapping his arms around my neck.

“A little. Because I want you to remember me” I nod

“I remember. Little things. I just didn’t want to tell anyone” I whisper closing my eyes, placing my hand on Ethan’s back.

“What do you remember?” He asks

“Do you love me?” I ask, opening my eyes, and looking at him.

“More than you can imagine” he smirks

“Then you won’t hate me right?”

“Never” he squeezing my hand.

“I remember Jason...trying to rape me. But I used my power and killed him. That’s all I remember.” I whisper and his hand tightens around mine.

“It’s okay.” He whispers

“Do you know what happened?” I ask and he nods, running a hand through his hair.

“I remember everything. I was there. A soon as we reached the house, it exploded. I ran inside and found you covered under blankets. There was this girl there. Looking at you. But she exploded. It was fucking disgusting. But you survived.” I nod slowly as Ethan starts crying.

“Shush” I pat his back slowly, and he becomes quiet.

“Do you think I would remember anything?” I ask and he nods

“I think you’ll remember. You just need something to trigger it.” I nod slowly, laying my head on his shoulder.

“I think I love you too” he chuckles

“I know you do” I roll my eyes

“I just hope everything is okay now” he nods

“Everything is perfect. Your problem is dead” I nod thinking about Jason.

He’s dead.

“You said you want to tell me about yourself? Tell me?” I say lifting my head to look at him, and he nods, resting his head on my shoulder.

“When I was 4, my parents died. I was like the rouges. You would think that at that time, you would be sad. But I was happy. My parents went to a better world. They would always be drunk and take drugs. When they died, Paul and Claire took me in. They had a daughter, Celeste. She was two” he stops.

“Asher...you don’t have to tell me” he shakes his head

“I want to sweetheart. I want to tell you so you know more about me. I know about you” I nod and he carries on.

“I was happy. That I had a perfect family. Everything was perfect. It was all falling into place. Every Sunday we would go to church, and every Saturday we would have a family dinner, tell each other stories about school or work. Dad always had good stories to tell. But then--- but then we found Celeste’s body next to a river. There was a rouge next to her, dead. I miss her every day, sweetheart. She was my sister. She was only 10” He takes a deep breath.

“And then every friend I got close to, would die. So I made sure that I wasn’t close to anyone. I kept my distance from everyone, thinking that some how they might get hurt. But then you came along. My parents died. I always had this fear in my mind--- it was eating me up, not letting you go. I wanted to keep someone safe, someone happy. And to know I am the reason behind it. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t keep anyone. They all died. And you? I didn’t want to lose you. I never want to lose sweetheart. You mean so much to me that I can’t describe it. My heart beats for you. Only you” he whispers looking at me.

“I think my heart beats for you too” he smiles, laying his head on my shoulder

“I want us to be perfect. The perfect couple. I don’t want any of our kids to be like us, facing difficulties in finding their mate. I want them to have a simple life” he whispers

“A simple life is a boring life” I say and he nods

“You’re right. But a simple life is an easy life. I don’t want our kids to have a hard life. I know how hard it is, sweetheart. You don’t feel like you belong anywhere” he tightens his hand around mine.

“You’re going to be the best father Asher, to all your kids” I whisper and he smirks

“All my kids? You planning to have more?” I blush

“Three. I don’t know why but the number three is running in my head. 2 boys and 1 girl” he smiles

“You’re remembering” I nod slowly

“Everything will be okay soon” he nods

Soon.