The Alphas therapist

Falling apart

His POV

I walk over in a rage about how this young women spoke to me. But as soon as I make my way over, my face softens when I see the small sleeping girl curled up on the floor, her head resting on the back of the chair in front of her.

My heart aches a little, especially when I see the bruises forming on her delicate small wrists. But I push the feeling down. I'll give her some time to rest before I let Anne assist her. Maybe by the time she wakes up, her fit will be over.

Doubt it.

She sure has an attitude this one, I know she is going to be a lot to deal with but once I saw her beautiful face and petite curvy body I knew I needed her. Her scent was overwhelming, the delicacies of soft rain and sugar drowned me. I couldn't get enough of her and her voice was the best sound I ever heard, but goddess her tongue was laced with venom.

From the way she spoke to me to the way she walked and handled herself, I knew then and there she is going to ruin my life.

If I had it my way I wouldn't have a mate. I live life just fine how it is and I hate being sheltered, or having a weakness such as a mate for someone to control me with. But my kingdom has been run through a few times by rogues and other kingdoms, weakening our pack. Even though our park is very strong and has so far held up our end, I know that our pack needs a Luna. And somehow I've been favored with a second mate.

A part of hurting her has hurt me, but I will not be disrespected. I am alpha and what I say goes, without questions and without a fight.

So after telling Anne to check up on Azalea I make my way to the back of the plane to get some business work done before we land.

Azalea POV

"Miss?" A soft voice causes me to open my eyes and spot an older lady around her sixties lightly shake me. Her hair is placed in a tight bun and traces of red and silver are weaved through it. Her kind brown eyes crease at the ends near her temples and she smells of sweet apple.

My eyebrows scrunch at the women who woke me up from my peaceful dreams into a hell hole.

"Miss? The Alpha wanted me to check your wrists." She spoke.

I'm sorry who? Alpha?

Is this a joke? Like who makes people call you "alpha?"

"Alpha?" I question her.

"Yes dear, the alpha." She lightly speaks and a small giggle leaks out my lips as she looks at me with concern. The face alone causes my laughing to stop and just stare at her as she grabs materials for my wrist. How can she not laugh? How is this not funny? I mean really.

She slowly wraps my right wrist in a tight bandage and tapes the end of it and taps my wrist lightly.

"All done! Your wrist is sprained and the bruising should heal rather quickly due to your wolf abilities."

I'm a little taken back by her, she knows I'm a wolf? But how.

"How do you know I'm a wolf?"

She giggles at me and when she sees I'm not laughing she stops and turns her face towards the walk way where the scent hits me and out comes the stranger.

"Azalea, we need to talk. No arguing, got it?" He says with anger welling up.

I simply shake my head and was going to rise to my feet when he puts his hand out to stop me and instead takes a seat in front of me.

"What are you keeping from me?" I ask him curious to know his thoughts, and feeling like there is some big secret that he and the girl with red hair knows apart from me.

"Let me start out by saying that I'm sorry your mother passed." He pauses.

In his collection of his breath to start his sentence I feel my heart tug and the pain resurface. I lower my head at his statement.

He draws in a deep breath and continues, "I am alpha of the "Pack Moon Stone", and you are my mate Azalea. I know this might sound weird and confusing because you haven't been in much touch with your pack growing up but I know apart of you understands what this means. You are going to be my Luna, my kingdom needs you by my side."

My mind is on overdrive. Mate, alpha, kingdom, Luna. What is happening. This type of stuff just isn't part of my life. There is no way I'm HIS mate.

"That's not possible. This doesn't make sense, wh-why do you need me. I have plans and a future, just take me home to New York so I can grieve and leave me alone!" I slightly shout. Completely overwhelmed.

"Azalea You are my future and I am yours. You aren't going home, I'm your new home."

"No, no please, please I have my life. Please don't take this away from me!" I beg, and tears fall down my face. I hated crying but at this point my life is over and I don't care anymore.

He stares at me so intently and I can't tell if he is mad or upset, probably both. This is it for me. I have a life to get back to and he is ruining everything. Nothing makes sense. I tried to ignore the wolf stuff and I was always taken away from it, so I lived without it and now it's resurfacing. What is happening?

My mom just died and I'm not even able to see her, my plans were to move to Maryland then get a job that I've always wanted. Now I'm left here with nothing. An awful mate who hates me, who hurt me, and took me away from everything.

" I don't want you as my mate! Do you get that?!" I scream at the man.

His face doesn't reveal anger though, he almost looks... hurt.

"Please stop." He spoke softly with his eyes lowered.

"You hurt me." I say quietly as a tear slips down my cheek. I look down to my bandaged wrist and bruising as another tear slips.

He wraps his large hands around my wrists and lowers his face from me. "I'm sorry." He spoke so lowly that I almost missed it, as he gets up and walks away.