Not a him (Editing)

chapter 34

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"Take all the injured inside and get the others from the safe house," Nash called out orders, as I stood there dumbfounded.

"Let's get you inside," Angelique took hold of my shoulder and brought me closer to her, leading away from the dead body's.

Entering the pack house, Angelique, Nash, Ruby, and me made our way to Nash's office. Angelique past me on to my mate, who sat me down on the dark brown leather couch.

I sat in silence, Nash comforting me as I became even more confused. I need answer, and if I don't get any anytime soon...I might go crazy...

Before I could question anything, Nash spoke up as if reading my mind."What happened out there?" We all shifted our attention to the only one that seemed to know anything.

"She took his life," she answered simply.

"We get that, but how?"

"You are not only able to give pain, but take it. Or in other cases, give or take life. Its called shifting. Not like like were shifting, but shifts life or pain to another. Its not only rare but incredibly powerful is only two people that have this ability. You and the moon goodness, also called the Giver"

"So I took his pain," I asked still not entirely catching on.

"Yes and no. You took the pain and also his life."

It was a lot to take in if you tell me. All sorts of questions popped into my head, but one painful question stuck out in the storm of questions.

What if I had did to Nash?

"Don't think that," Nash snapped.

"Get out of my head," I snapped back.

"No, not with those thoughts in your head!"

"Can you give use a minute," I directed to the two bystanders. They gave a quick nodded before leaving me with a fuming alpha.

"Why are you mad," I asked after several seconds of Nash's intense stare.

He paused before letting out a loud groan. He stood up from his seat, pacing the room. "I don't know why I'm mad, OK? I just know that those thought anger me. Hate that you blame yourself for something that you had no control over."

"But I do have myself to blame. I gave myself to that darkness voluntarily. You don't know what I was think. What it was thinking. I was going to make you switch."

"And I would have done it if you had asked. You know why? Because I would do anything for you no matter how it effects me."

"But I couldn't live with myself if I did do something to effect you in such a way."

"I DON'T CARE," he yelled in frustration.

"BUT I DO," I yelled back, tears starting to cloud my vision. "I care too much about you that it ends up hurting you. It scares me how much pain i caused, not only for you but the people around me. I can't hurt you, or them, any more..."

"What are you talking about? Why are you talking like that?"

"I...I think its best if I left," I said looking at him with a straight face.