Protecting Elijah

•Chapter 15• Missing Surprises

It's been a week staying at the Blood Shade pack, and It's been a week since I've talked to my dad, my brother, and Lynn.

It's been a week since I've seen Elijah.

I don't know where he went, or when he left. All I know is, he's not here.

My wounds are healed and have now turned into scars, my bandages are no longer on my body and I'm now able to fight again, but I don't want to.

Not without him here. I know it might sound stupid because I haven't known Elijah very long, but I feel as if half my soul is... gone.

It's like trying to turn on the television without the remote. You can still use the side of the tv, but it's not as easy as using the remote.

I guess Elijah's my remote, if that makes sense.

I just haven't been in the mood to do anything, or go anywhere. It's empty in the house, Stephan is always doing Alpha work now since Elijah just disappeared. I only see him when we eat, other than that, I'm usually by myself.

Stephan has been mentioning a lot to me about training, and how I have to start. Obviously I agreed because I still need to train no matter what pack I'm at. I haven't been going to the training sessions though. Like I said earlier, I just haven't been in the mood.

I feel really, dull and gloomy. The last thing on my mind is working out.

Another thing I noticed this week about Elijah's absence is, his little side bitch has gone missing as well.

Now I'm no mathematician, but I'm not fucking stupid. I know they went somewhere together, probably gone to other packs to celebrate the news of Tiffany being Luna and the other pack members will congratulate them and wish them the best of luck. Or, they could be doing other stuff.

What I don't get is how that bastard has the decency to kiss me so passionately in the hallway, than just get up and fucking leave. Especially after he said he was just going to go and talk to her about her stupid trip, but no, he just disappears.

I scoff as I roll out of bed, becoming motiv to actually get up and so something.

Walking over to the bathroom I peak in slightly to make sure I don't have another run in with Stephan. Thinking back to that day still makes me laugh.

After I finish brushing my teeth and taking a shower, I put on a simple t shirt and a pair of leggings, than make my way downstairs. Walking into the kitchen, I see Stephan sitting on a stool at the breakfast bar looking at something on his phone.

"Morning" I greet him while grabbing an apple from the fruit basket on the counter.

He looks up "Hey."

"Have you heard anything from him" I ask taking a bite out of the apple.

He shakes his head and puts his phone down.

"Stephan, you know something that your not telling me" I say annoyed.

He ignores me and just gets up, walking to the fridge I watch him open it and take out the milk.

"Ew Stephan! Stop that's so gross!" I scold him as he drinks straight from the carton.

He starts laughing, and milk spills out from the sides of his mouth. He lifts up his shirt and uses it to wipe his mouth. I steal a quick glance at his abs. Damn.