The Cat and The Dog

Chapter 7

        We get back from a relatively normal dinner and the city and its right around 8 o'clock. We reach the front door of the house and Reeves presses a gentle kiss to my lips before rushing for to the conference room for the debriefing with his men. I wanted to attend but he won't allow me, he insists that it would just add unnecessary stress.
        I have decided not to argue with him so I make my way up to our room to shower and put on pajamas, worn out from the early wake up this morning and the stressful events of the day.
        I walk into the room, not noticing anything out of place. I walk to my side of the bed and begin to plug my phone in, setting it on the bedside table. I begin to walk away when my eye catches a heavy parchment envelope sitting on my pillow, I feel my heart tighten in my chest as the air catches in my throat. I slowly reach my hand out and scoop of the envelope, fearful of what lays inside.
        As I look closer I can see my name written in perfectly formed calligraphy and I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding. There is only one person I know who writes quite like this, Axel. Despite his gothic outer appearance he's very into elegant things, handsome ties, pretty writing, artwork.
        I sigh in relief knowing that the note came from him and I tear open the envelope, smelling his distinct scent of spearmint and leaves. I scan through the note.

To my lovely Della,

I just wanted to let you know how proud I am of you for finding your mate so quickly. You might have finally find a place that you fit in (besides with me and Corrine of course). I wish you the best in your relationship with Alpha Reeves, Della. I hope you can find love in him despite his harsh ruling style and I truly hope you can find happiness despite your differences. Hopefully you will rule well over this pack and live happily, married, with young ones running around.

I however will not be around to see it. I am 19 now and it is my time to go find my mate. She isn’t here and I know that, the pull is leading me elsewhere. So I am writing this letter as a goodbye because saying it in person hurts to much. Good bye my dear Della and maybe someday we shall met again

With love,

Axel
        Upon finishing the letter I set it down on my pillow and mindlessly walk to the closet, picking out a tank top and flannel pajama pants to wear to bed. I walk into the bathroom and start the shower, turning it extra hot once I get in. I don't feel the singeing hot water on my skin, all I can feel is the emptiness left by Axel's leaving. And as tears trail down my face it finally sinks in. Axel is actually leaving us.
        After years of being one of two people who understands me he is leaving me just like that. Not even a proper goodbye, no second glance. Just gone. And though I understand why he left, the need for finding his other half, that assurance will not heal the gaping hole chest.
        After the water begins to burn again I step out, turn off the water, and get changed before walking out to Reeves. He is sprawled across our bed, the only space left very close to him. I can tell by the positioning of the letter he has read it and the look of pity on his face makes the tears begin to well up again.
        He holds his arms out and I lay myself down next to him, allowing him to pull me to him, his arms keeping me safe from reality. I lean into him as I snuffle a bit but just being near him helps to relieve some of the heartbreak. After a few moments of laying like this Reeves clears his throat and looks down at me. "I know this might not be the best time to tell you but I don't want you to feel like I am keeping secrets from you so I'm just going to tell you. It wasn't some random, jealous, hating girl who found the diary and left the page for you Della. It was your mother."
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