Chapter 28

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"What now?"I ask Colton and he shrugs. I glare at him and shove his shoulder.

"Okay okay, when we go back we have to bring her with us. What's your name?"He asks the short blonde.

She sighs with annoyance."I'm Layla. You know Mark and Tiffany's daughter."

"Mark and Tiffany? Is your sister Ella?"I ask her. She nods, confused."I want to see her. She was my best friend. How come I never saw you?"

"I'm not actually their real daughter, more like their niece. They took me in after my parents died."She tells sadly and her focus was now on her shoes. I nod and look at Colton.

"I'm sorry."

"There's no need to be sorry. It not like it was your fault."She smiles but I could tell that it was forced.

"Anyway how old are y-"I was cut off by Olivia tugging on my leg. I leaned down and picked her up, placing her on my right hip."Yes, sweetie?"

"I'm hungry and I want to see Harvey."She frowns. Harvey is practically like their second dad and I know the kids love him. I glance at Layla is smiling at Olivia.

"How about we call him now?"My lips curve up into a small smile. She nods, excitedly and yells Logan's name. I see him running towards us and grabs my hand."Let's sit down somewhere, okay?"

Colton looks a bit angry and let go of Logan's hand for a second to rub his shoulder, comfortingly. He relaxes and kisses my cheek before walking in the opposite direction. Probably to his office. I take a seat on a near by bench and put the twins on either side of me. I gesture to Layla to come sit next to us and she does.

"Do you want to hear his voice?"I ask and she nods, excitedly. I pull out my phone and call Harvey. I smile at my contact picture of him. After a few rings he answers.

"Hello?"He sounds like he was just asleep."Athena?"

"Yeah. The kids want to talk to you. They really miss you."I say, biting my lip.

"Okay, let me talk to them."I could hear to the happiness in his voice. I know he is happy that the kids still want to talk to him. I put it on speaker and Logan begins talking.

"We miss you. I want you here with us now."He lips go into a slight pout. Olivia says yeah in agreement.

"I miss you guys too. I can't come there right now but I can't wait to see you guys. How is it there? Are you having fun?"Harvey's voice is cheerful. I look at Layla who is staring at the phone with a smile and tinted cheeks. I wonder what is she thinking about. She looks up at me and I nod, winking at her. Her head immediately goes down and she plays with the rings on her fingers.

After what seems forever the kids stop talking and say their goodbyes to Harvey. I take the phone off of speaker and put it next to my ear."I miss you."He whispers, softly. I feel a pang in my chest and tears well up in my eyes. I look at Layla who looks hurt and angry. She gets up and continues walking to the path with a frown.

"I-I miss you too."I stutter.He sighs at the other end of the phone and I do the same.

"I want you here with me. I don't trust him."

"There's nothing to worry about, Harvey."A tear slips from my eye. Maybe I should just stay with Harvey but I don't deserve him.

"I know. I know, baby but I have a bad feeling. Like something's gonna happen."He tells. I nod and forgets he can't see me.

"Harvey, am I your mate?"I can't help but ask. He chuckles.

"Of course you are."

"No, really. Your first mate died and when she died you should have too. I heard something about a second chance mate. Am I your second chance mate?"I ask. There is silence on the other end of the line."Am I?"

"Look, it's really late here and I have a meeting in the morning. We should talk about this later."He says. He's ignoring my question."I love you. Come home soon."

"Sure. I l-love you too."I hung up the phone and think about it. Do I really love Colton? Do I love Harvey? I don't know. All of this has me confused. Should I stay with Harvey or go back to Colton?

I shake my head and go find my kids who are playing in the backyard with Colton. He's on all fours, chasing the kids. I close my eyes and hear the sound of the laughter. The breeze blows gently, calming me.

I lied to Layla. I do love Harvey and not in a friendly way. Part of me wants him because I truly love him and he is always there for me. The other part wants to be with Colton and be a family like we were suppose to. I look up at the clouds and frown. Why me, moon goddess?

A/N: I have an idea for a new book but I don't know what the title would be. It would be helpful if you guys can give me book names for this story. Here is the prologue:

'I feel sad. I feel violated. I feel completely destroyed. Nothing else would ever be the same. I can't trust anyone. My life is ruined. My innocence is ruined.

Bruises covered my neck. Not love bites or hickeys. Just bruises. Fingerprints all over my skin. My clothes ripped to shreds. My skin burned.

I try every night to scrub it away but the feeling of his hands were still on me. The memory still haunts me in my sleep. Seeing strangers walking pass me, makes me nervous and frightened.

I never knew what he was compatible of until that night. Everything went down from there. I lost everything that night. I thought he was the one and he said he would keep my safe. I loved to be wrapped up in his arms when we feel asleep. It's funny how the one person you trust breaks you to bits of pieces and you always thought that they would be the one to pick up those pieces but the end up being the ones who break you.

He was my world and I thought I was his. Everything felt so right with him.

I remember I would do anything for him to be happy and to love me. Anything. I would dress up and be someone I'm not for him. I would wear make up and do my hair just to look perfect for him. I wasn't pleased with myself. I lost myself.

I remember ever sweet words he would whisper into my ear. When he would hold me and in my sad days, he would comfort me. He was always there and I was always there for him but I guess things change over time. People change over time. One thing I know if that I loved him.'

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