Chapter28


    Adrian’sPOV


    Iwokewitharmswrappedaroundmytorsoandsmalllegstangledinmine.IttookmeawhiletorealizethatIwasn’tinmybedandmemoriesostnightcamerushingback.


    IfeltdisgustedwithmyselfandtriedtountanglemyselffromFaybut shesnuggledherselfdeeperintomyn*eckandIrealizedshewasawake.


    “Whatdoyouthinkyou’redoing,Fay?”Iquestionedwhenshekepthuggingmeclosely.ShelookedupatmethroughhereyshesandIfeltnauseated.


    Don’tgetmewrong,Fayisgorgeous,effortlesslygorgeousbutshe’snotmymateandIcouldn’tstop mingmyselfformakingsuchstupiddecisionjustbecauseIwasangry.


    “Whatareyoutalkingabout,Adrian?Wehadagoodtimst.nightandyouevensleptover,thatmeansyou’vedecidedtotakemeasyourLunaandnotthatlowliferogue,right?”SheaskedandgiggledbutallIsawwasred.


    Iheldhertightlybyherthroatinanger,squeezingtillshelookedlikeshewasabouttopassoutandtearsstreameddownherface.


    “Don’tyoueveropenyourd*rty,sluttymouthtocallLalowliferogue,ever!!!She’smoreofawomanthanyou’lleverbeandtheearlieryougraspthat,thebetter“,Isnarledinherfacebeforedroppingherlikeahotpotato,makinghercough.


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    violently.


    Istoodupfromthe bedandopenedmymindlinkexpectingDaxontogooffonmebutallwasquiet.Momwasn’tscreamingthroughthemindlinkeither.Well,that’safirst.


    IdressedupandleftFay’shouse,notutteringanotherwordtohertillIleft.Feelingtheneedtoreleasepentupemotions,lwenttothepackgymtode–stress.


    AsIswungpunchestothepunchingbag,IthoughtabouthowmylifehadtakenadrasticturnsinceLshowedup.It’sbarelybeenaweekandIwasalreadyamess<b>.</b>


    Icouldn’tgetherout ofmyheadandIfeltparanoidthatmymindlinkwassoquiet,I’veneverfeltsoalone.It’sunlikeDaxontobetotallyquiet.


    Lop


    Afterusingaboutanhourinthegym,Idecidedtogohome.IwasfeelingrestlessandIjustknewsomethingwaswrong.


    IgothomeandmetMomcookingin thekitchenwithLnowhereinsight.ShehadavarietyoffoodsetoutandIwonderedwhatwasgoingon.


    ShewasmakingwhatseemedlikesoupwhenIenteredthekitchen.Ismiledatherandgreetedher.


    “Goodmorning,M…….“,Iwasn’tdonewithmysentencewhenshecameuptomeandaveryloudnoiseechoedaroundtheroom.Mom ppedme.


    I’m25alreadyandIcan saythatsinceI’vebeenoldenoughtodifferentiaterightfromwrong,mymotherneverraisedherN?velDrama.Org (C) content.


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    handstop.WhathaveIdone towarrantthat?


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    Theshockand<b>pain</b>wasevidentacrossmy faceandI<b>saw</b><b>a</b>lookofsatisfactioncrossherfeatures.ItookinthecolorofhereyesandrealizedEzrawasincontrol.


    “Ezra,what’sgoingon?”Iaskedwith angerinmyvoiceandwatchedher eyesgetangrierandragecrossedhersoftfeatures.


    “Howdareyou?”Hervoicepiercedthesilenthousecedwithangerandpain.“You’readisgracetothewolfworld.Youdon’tdeservetheAlphaKingtitlethatwillsoonbebestoweduponyou,youdon’tevendeservetobecalledaman“,sheboomedandItookastepback,reelingfromtheshockofherwords.


    MomhadneversaidanyderogatorywordstomesinceIhaveknownher.Notworthytobehuman?NotworthytobethenextAlphaKing?She’salwaysbeenmybiggestsupporterbutnowthis?Ifeltmyangerreupandraisedmyvoiceather


    too.


    “HowcanyoutellmewhatI’mworthyofandwhatI’mnot?Whatexactlyiswrongwithyou?”Imatchedhervoiceandfeltmy angergrowingwitheachpassingmoment.


    Shewas abouttospeakagainwhenDad’svoicesoundedbehindme.“Whatmakes youdeservetobethenextAlphaKing?”Heboomed behind meandIwasreallyshockedbywhatwasgoingon.


    DadpassedbymepletelyignoringmeandwentovertoMom.“Ezra,pleasegiveRosecontrol“,DadsaidgentlyandIsawmom’seyecolorchangeanumberoftimesbeforetheywentbacktotheirnormalcolor.


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    Momncedatmeonceandshebrokeintotears.Ihaven’tseenMomcryforthepasteightyearssince thatincidentandImightbethecauseofhertearsnow?


    ImadeamovetogetclosertoherbutDadstoppedme.Icouldfeelmyheartbreaking,watchingmymothercry.


    <b>“</b>Dad,what’sgoingon“,Iasked,worrystartingtosetin.Mymotherisonealwaysfullofjoyandlifeandshewascryingindespair.


    “Isuggestyougocheck onLandseeforyourself.Yourinabilitytoholdyourselftogethercausedhersomuchpaistnight.You’renodifferentfromherformerpackandmate,Adrian“,hespokeandwentbacktfortingmother.


    IfeltlikeIhadbeenhitbyatrain.Shehadaformermatethatmistreatedher?ItallclickedinmyheadandIwantedtopunchmyselfforbeingsostupidandoblivious.


    ThesignswereallthereandIignoredthem.Herconstantfearofpeople,theclothesshealwaysputon,herreactionwhenthemuttcame yesterday,theyallclickedin myheadandIfeltmyheartconstrictinmychest.


    ForthefirsttimesinceIwokeupthatday,Daxonhowledinmyheadanditwasahowlofpainandanger.Iturnedtowardsthestairsandrantowardsherroom.


    Iopenedthedoorgentlytofindherlookinglifelesssavehermovingchestbeneaththeduvet.Iwalkedtowardsthebedandsawherbeautifulhairscatteredacrosshersunkenface.Shelookedsofragileandmyheart brokeevenmore.


    Imadethishappentoher.IcouldhavegivenherabetterlifewhensheescapedherpackbutImadeitworseforher.I


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    resistedtheurgetosweepstrayhairawayfromherface,<b>I</b>don’thavetherighttotouchherafterwhatIputherthrough.


    Isawherarmsandshouldersthatwerenotcoveredbytheduvetandtheangerinmemultiplied.DaxontriedtotakecontrolbutIresistedit,hewasgoingtodosomethingwe’dregret ifIgavehimtheopportunitytotakeovernow.


    Herarmshaddarkpurpleandbluebruisesandhershoulderswerenotleftouttoo.Icouldnotevenimaginewhattherestof herb*dylookedlike.


    Takingonstlookather,Ileftherroomwithtearsstreamingdownmyfaceandangerburninginmyheart.


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