How much can love save?
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Leila is torn between keeping away from her mate and saving her Pack. She believes staying away from him is best for the both of them. But the only way she stands a chance at protecting the people she loves is if she accept...
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~LEILA
I ran.
I ran stupidly because I couldn't stand being around him and feeling relieved. I couldn't stand going back into his arms as if nothing happened. Queenie had whined about it but I couldn't. I just couldn't.
I couldn't even look at him without drowning in his gaze...drowning in the pain of what could've been.
I was terrified...
...of everything.
When I saw him, and when I realized Rey was at my side - when his eyes scanned us, searching for our relationship in his mind - I had to send her away before she slipped. I knew we had talked about this with Rey, that she shouldn't blab about our relationship to any stranger, but yesterday was bad. Nick was only not a stranger but her father, and he was going to ask difficult questions.
Rachel had told me he was going to find out sooner or later. It was either I told him or he found out in some other way. And I knew that too. But for now, I didn't want to be around him. I didn't want him here.
After I sent him off and ran, my heart broke, I had to make a stop and curl my knees on my chest. And wept. Knowing him, he would follow my scent so I cloaked it. I heard him scream my name...call me back. And my heart broke all over again. I was hurting him all over again. And I wanted so badly to go to him, to tell him how much I missed him and how much I thought of him every day, every morning when I woke up and every night when I slept and in my dreams. I wanted so badly to tell him about his daughter...our daughter, and talk to him about her, narrate to him of her days growing up.
So I just sat on the dirt and cried like a coward.
I went back when it was dark because I didn't want Rey to see me like that. She had linked me that she was safe and sound back worry and I needed not to worry.
I told Rachel everything and broke down again, in silence.
But all this wasn't going to keep me inside. It wasn't going to stop me from moving on with my normal life routine. It was just another past catching up with me and if it meant sending it away for my own peace, I would.
I needed the work and the tire to keep me busy from thinking and getting anxious.
So I crossed the street to the café I worked in for the morning. The good thing about this café was that they baked their pastries and I'd learned a thing or two. I'd been able to make Rey's sweets and bites every time she craved them.
It wasn't packed as usual but it had a reasonable amount of customers and people who chose to work, faces glued on their screens. Some just ordered a take-out and although I wasn't much of a coffee drinker, I knew I needed a double shot today for the lack of sleep I had last night.
I had left Rachel with Rey. She had offered to drop her off at the academy.
I made orders in and out, busying myself with the lists. I sometimes liked how the smell of coffee clung to me even after I left.
