My Little Alpha (currently in re-edit)

12: Hello Sister

Hey Everyone,,,, I am really glad everyone is enjoying the story. Please dont kill me am going to send you for a little loop but I so promise its not what you think.....( like always ) my first post always needs to be re-edited...I so need a editor ...lol..anyway  am posting now and am in the process of editing should be ready to go in a few hours.......Love the feed back...you inspire me...thank you 

                                                                                                                lalabean

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(lala Pov)

(Katya Pov)

“Wake up….wake up ….wake up”, I hear as my hand searches for my phone. Why did I get that annoying ring tone? If feel so exhausted, like been hit with an emotional sledge hammer. I hear a low whimpering behind me and look over my shoulder to see shaggy blonde haired boy sleeping next to me. I turn to face him as his whimpers louder and he mumbles “No, don’t let her die…..please don’t….take me…I love her.” The rest of his mumbling died off as tears slowly slid out the corner of his closed eyes.

I gently raise my hand to his cheek and brush the stray tears away. My Angel has suffered so much, to protect the ones he loves and yet he survives with a purpose to overcome. The snooze setting on my alarm goes off “so much for another 15 minutes.”  I ease out the bed slowly, and walk across the room. I take out some clothes and head to the bathroom.  From the moment I walked into the bathroom, my body went into auto pilot as the impact of Logan’s story filled my mind.  I was going through the motions, brushing my teeth, undressing and showering. Nothing seems to ease the thoughts, not even the hot pounding water.  I shut the shower off and gave up hope of washing my problems way, so I got out and dressed for the day ahead.

. “This is as good as it gets, always the tom boy” as look down at my feet and slide on my classic red &white Jordan’s. “Well at least am comfy’ as take one last look at my red half t-shirt that says “I’m not short am funsize” and dark blue rockstar skinny jeans. I slide a red hair tie around my wrist as walk out the bathroom.  Opening the door I take one last look at Logan and head downstairs as quietly shut the door behind me.

As walk into the kitchen Marco’s deep voice greets me. “Good morning Katya, running late aren’t we,” he takes a big sniff of the air as I brush pass him to get a bottle water from refrigerator. “You, smell like the boy. Did he sleep with you last night?  He seems pretty delicate.’ He said bluntly as eyed me with watchful gaze.

The comment pissed me off about Logan being delicate, so I drank deeply from my bottled water to brush off the comment. “Yes, He slept with me last night.” Marco arched on of his thick eyebrows at me as he sipped his coffee. It’s was Marco’s quiet expressions that made a person open up. “Oh, and just a word to the wise watch how you talk about Logan when your around me. Logan is far from being delicate as you so put it and has been through hell. That boy has suffered more than I have and yet he remains strong,  and I won’t have anyone saying anything negative about him. There is a lot we need to go over, but no isn’t the moment to talk about it. We will wait for the others before I tell you everything I found out last night.

.We sat at the table in silence, both of us in deep pensive thought. Marco drank his coffee as I sipped on my water, it seem like hours before the rest of the team finally made their way down. They could sense the tension room as they gathered around the table.

Emil wrapped me in his arms as sat next to me. ”Katya, What is wrong? Talk to us,” he nuzzled my neck and gave me a little squeeze.

They all looked at over at me with worried faces, “Its Logan” I said solemnly.