Mercy is the Daughter of the Gamma Cheryl Roads. She is a 20 year old woman filled with hate for her ex boyfriend and also the Alpha of her Pack. She suppress her anger by working hard to follow in her Mother's footsteps of becoming the best female...
My eyes slowly peel open as the moon shines through the window. For a moment I don't feel alone until I move around a bit. The empty sheets beside me felt like an ice cold bucket of water was poured over me, then I remembered.. I am alone.
I guess I do have people that care about me that are always going to be there for me when I need them, but that's Family and Friends. Not having your Soulmate by your side... that's another kind of loneliness.
Even the Devil gets romantically lonely sometimes. Everyone deserves to have somebody to call their own.
I sit up and take in the room around me until my eyes land on the rectangle device. My phone? Holy shit! I haven't seen this baby in ages. I picked it up trying to turn it on, but quickly realized it was dead. No matter. I plug it into the charger before getting up and walking to the window.
Hmm. It's still dark. Did I sleep all day? I opened the link and pushed a little on Finn's head space. Immediately he allowed me in.
"Where are you?" He was quick to ask. "I'm fine, Finn. I stayed the night at my house." "The night? Tonight makes the second night you've been gone. Everyone is worried about you." He stated with no ounce of anger, just worry. "I'm sorry. I just.. I need some time away from everything. By the way I passed the Pack house on the way here. Why is James and the Pack still there again?"
He paused for a second not answer. From what I seen the Pack house was complete and they even added some new details to the exterior. I can only imagine what the inside looks like.
Don't get me wrong. I love having my Friends and Mom there, but having a Pack and a Coven under the same roof for a long period if time is bound to cause problems.
"When will you be home?" He asked changing the topic entirely.
I had a feeling it was pissing him off having them for so long so this is his way of ignoring the fact that they're still there.
Wait. Home? I guess he isn't wrong. This isn't my home anymore. Even if Bash came to his senses this could never be my home again. I don't want to live with people that will watch their backs while I'm around because they believe I'd drain them.
"I'm not sure. I think I'm going to go out for a little bit, then when I get back I'll come home." "Where do you plan on going?" He wondered. "I'm not sure yet. I'm charging my phone now so when it turns on we'll trade numbers." "Having your phone would make me feel a lot better knowing you could contact anyone if needed help." He replied.
We talked for a little bit longer and finally when my phone turned on we traded numbers before I ended the link. I lied to him. I said I wasn't sure where I wanted to go, but I knew the moment I thought about going out. I'm going to the club.
I walked into my closet to find an outfit that was perfect for the night. An hour later, a couple of piles of dresses to hang back up, and a pile of heels to put back on the shelf I was ready to go.
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