The Love Of An Alpha

Chapter 32- Without A Doubt

Zoey's POV

I sat on the end of the bed thinking about what the future held for me, thinking of what type of mate I could be to Ethan if I am what Henry says I am. I killed 10 people, 10 families will be morning the lost of family member all because of me. Unbelieveable amount of dread and guilty over came me and I began to cry and I couldn't stop. Everything I have been through, everything I have fought my way through and I just cant take it anymore. I sobs came harder and faster now as I walked into the bathroom and took off my shirt and examined the scares that covered my back from Adam's torture. The flash backs hit me hard and fast as I remembered every cut and every word that awful man said and did to me.

"They aren't going away." Ethan whispered dreadfully. I looked through the mirror at my handsome mate. The dark circles were becoming more prominent the longer this ordeal goes on. I didn't answer him but quickly cover my back up with my shirt again to hide the scars that I knew brought him so much pain.

"Don't" Ethan said forcefully. "Don't cover them just because of me. I have to come to terms with them." The way he spoke only brought more guilt and regret into my body, I knew that Ethan didn't deserve a mate that brought him so much pain and torture just like Adam had brought me. Though truthfully I didn't regret the marks and scares on my back, even though they were a reminder of the pain and suffering, they were also the beginning of my true self. Someone who was no longer controlled by the demons of the pass. I felt strong then I had before, now I just had to face the demons within.

"I didn't mean to upset you." I finally replied.

"You didn't do this. It isn't your fault, why would you have upset me?" He asked curiously.

" I didn't just mean about the scars. I meant about everything that I have caused over the time I have been in Greendale. I have brought so much trouble and so much stress into the life of this pack. How am I worth it?" The truthfulness of my words rang clear as I revealed the insecurities that plagued me.

"You are worth it too me Zoey." Ethan grabs a hold of my hand lightly and pulls me towards the bedroom, he stops once we are standing next to the bed. A smile greets him face as he gracefully sits down on the bed, gesturing for me to join him. As I go to sit down next to him he suddenly pulls me into his lap so I am face him.

"I want to tell you a story." Ethan whispered. The peppermint on his breath was signature trait that lewd me into him.

"Is it a love story?" My whispered replied was only matching his.

"Isn't everything a love story? whether it is a love between a mother and child or a love between a country and its citizens or a love between two soul-mates." Ethan's deep-ful meaning only brought more romance to a already emotional moment.

"I'm listening." I replied with a cheeky grin.

"Everything religion believes in a creator, correct?" Ethan began. I nodded in agreeance and waited for him to continue.

"Well, just as every religion has a creator so do the story of werewolves. We call our creator the Moon Goddess. The Moon Goddess is the creator of every werewolf and controls every pairing of soul-mates. She matches them perfectly so they complete each other right down to the last detail." As Ethan speaks he places his hand lightly on my back and brushes it up and down in a continuances motion. He places his hand in mind and lines our fingers perfectly to mirror his words as a literal example. My breathing quickens with each touch and word but I control my thoughts and actions as painful as it is to denied what my wolf wants.

"When the Moon Goddess picks the two people she has decided fit perfectly together she takes one soul and breaks it in half. Putting on half in one person and one half in the other, so they will find each other because their souls will always be calling out to each other for completion." Ethan's voice softens with each word and his lips move closer to mine as I remind completely still, froze by the magical words that have departed his lips.

"You are my completion Zoey. The love of my life and the other half of my soul. I would give my life to save you a million times over and not think twice. Without you I only see darkness. You are the light that guides me to become the man I was destined to me, you build me up with every word and breath. The idea of my life without you is like living with our my heart because if you leave me you talk my heart with you. You have my heart Zoey Jackson. You are my soul and life. Does that tell you how much you are worth it?" Ethan affirmation leaves me lost of words and even more lost for understanding. How does someone love me this much?

"I love you." I whispered before crashing my lips too his, not giving him a chance to respond. Ethan grabbed me lightly and flipped us so I was lying underneath him. He continued to kiss away any doubts of rejection or worthlessness, with every touch I was reborn. Ethan touched me and kissed me the way I always hoped, he created me and choose me just like Prince Charming choose Cinderella. Ethan undressed me slowly making sure I knew just how beautiful he thought I was. His eyes made contact with mine checking for any doubt or regret but I knew all he found was love. Then he went about making his the most incredible night of my life, I was finally whole.