Mates with Alpha Dylan

Chapter 24

Sam's POV

I'm in pain.

Everything hurts.

I don't think I want to do this anymore.

We had the funeral for Tony and his parents earlier today. It's already been a week since it happened but it honestly doesn't feel like it. To me, it's as if it happened yesterday.

Watching the pallbearers place each of them six feet under hit home for me. I've seen this too many times. The day I found Tony's body I wasted no time in finding the ones responsible for their deaths, after I calmed down of course. Apparently it was just two idiots who were upset because they didn't get some so they decided to take three of our members to "release their stress". In other words, because of two sexually frustrated grown ass men, I've lost three more people that I cared about.

This whole week I've been busy with the pack work, in which Dylan has been surprisingly helpful, that I haven't really had time to grieve for Luke, Jane, and Tony.

My poor little Tony.

I'm currently sitting on the spot where I'd found him. Don't judge me. The sky is a gloomy gray which matches my mood perfectly. I think it's about to rain and I've never been so grateful for it. As the next song came on, all I could do was think about the three lives that were lost before their time,

'Hmm

Hmmmm

How can this happen

How can this be

There is no ending

There is no peace

The darkness is so close

The light so quickly goes

And now it's all gone

Now it's all gone

Ou-ahhh

The darkness keeps its grip

Ou-ahhh

How'd it come to this

How'd it come to this

How'd it come to this

Will you hear me when I speak

Do you feel the pain with me

I tried to be so strong

I thought that hope would come

But you're not here

(and right at this moment, it started to downpour)

Ou-ahhh

The darkness keeps its grip

Ou-ahhh

How'd it come to this

Oh

Please come back

Please come back

(my tears mixed with the rain as the thoughts kept racing through my mind)

Oh-ahhh

Please come back

Please come back

Come back

To me

Ou-ahhh

The darkness keeps its grip

Ou-ahhh

How'd it come to this

How'd it come to this

How'd it come to this'

I screamed.

I screamed over and over again.

I screamed so loud it could've deafened someone.

But I didn't care.

I just screamed.

I screamed until my voice was gone.

My claws dug into my palms and I felt my blood drip from my palms.

I finally caved in and let Summer take over.

My bones cracked and before I knew it, I was running in my wolf form. Because I'm in so much pain, my fur was black. You probably forgot that my fur changes with my emotions. Unless I never mentioned it, then yes I can do that as well. I let Summer run freely, she had full control. She led us to a clearing that I didn't even know existed in our territory.

I haven't really had time to just walk around and enjoy every aspect of this land. Summer found a rock, stood on it, and howled as loud as her lungs would let her. The howl was full of anger, misery, grief, and pain, in that order.

I don't know about Summer, but I'm sure as hell ready to just leave and never look back.

Why?

Because it'd be for the best.

For everyone.

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Beau's POV

It hurts to see Sammy so broken.

This is the first time she's been able to grieve for Tony and his parents. Anyone could see the love she had for those three. She took off after screaming for a good three minutes and she hasn't come back. I'm scared that she ran and won't be coming back.

It's been two hours now.

I don't know whether to let her go or look for her and see if she's okay. She's everything to me whether she knows it or not and if something were to happen to her, I don't know what I would do.

I decided that I was going to look for her. She might want to be alone, but most of the time that just makes everything worse. The rain has been coming down hard and it's making it a little harder for me to track her down.

I've been walking around for about thirty minutes now and I still haven't found her, which means that she either ran away never to return, or she's blocking her scent from everyone to be alone. I really hope it's the second one for everyone's sake.

The clearing that Dylan showed us a few weeks ago suddenly popped up in my head, why, I don't know, but I wasted no time in getting there. I got there in a few minutes and there was Sam sitting on the muddy ground, looking out into the abyss. At least I know that she was just blocking her scent, thank God. I whispered, "Sam?"

She looked up at me with bloodshot eyes and a red nose. Her eyes were empty. There was no feeling behind them whatsoever, and that alone was enough to scare me. Her big brown orbs were suddenly dull and in the back of my mind I'm praying that this is only for now.

Sam looked at me as if I was a pigment of her imagination.

Then, for some strange reason, something dawned on me.

She's scared about losing someone else.

I don't know where I'm getting all of this from.

It's like I can feel everything she's feeling.

And all I felt was a wave of hurt.

She launched herself up at me and hung on for dear life as she whispered, "I love you, Beau."

And then, she kissed me.