Made up

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I woke up tired as hell with an achy back, a crook in my neck, hunger pains and 45 missed calls, all from Hale . I lied in the mist of the mess scattered around my room floor. Ashley must not know that i sent out a police report for breaking in my house. That whore.

"We're together" I hear her voice say in my head. I know the confusion on Hale's face has driven me to believe him moreso than Ashley. But the memory of him smiling in class with her for our projects also brings suspicions. Deep down I know that he would never hurt me but scratching the surface are what I'm hoping to be false assumptions. I'm his Mate. He shouldn't look to no one the same besides me, at least that's what I've gathered from everything he told me.

Slowing creeping to an upright position, I examined the mess all over my room. Clothes were ripped, journals torn, mirror broken, shoes scattered, my mattress on the opposite side of the room, curtains shredded and everything just...ugh. What the hell? I stood up perfectly enough to feel glass puncturing itself into the bed of my foot. Letting out a scream I fell back to the floor. Looking down I found that I can now see the glass myself visible on the other side. It went through my damn foot. Tears stung my eyes and blurred my vision. I screamed this time in frustration. "Why do I love you so much?"

In moments to spare, the voice of my mate made me cease. "Leslie?" Hale stood to my bedroom door drenched from head to toe. Hair tousled, chest bare with ripped shorts. I can tell he's just turned. I looked away finding myself staring at him. Then his glistening chest. Hale looked at me then the glass through my foot and the blood. He went frantic. "Who did this to you? Ashley? I swear to the goddess that I will kill her ass!" I shook my head slowly although it was tempting to say yes. He calmed down a little and looked for something to slow the bleeding.

My parents are doctors, why aren't there at least any band aids around this place? A first aid kit? I shifted my weight a little and winced. "Leslie I can't find anything!" Hale paced. After having no luck, he gently lifted me up into his arms and carried me out of the front door. There standing before us was the whole pack lined across the yard. Rain poured on us which hid the tears than flowed and washed the blood still dripping from my foot. 'This is what a family looks like.'

Hale then took off running towards the pack house.

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"Sam! Leslie!" Sam spun around in his chair to see Hale holding me with glass coming out my foot, at this point my foot has lost most of it's feeling and blood loss is prominent. Sam quickly took me from Hale and put me on the operation table. "Damn Leslie, what did you do?" he asked. I didn't say anything.

"Leslie?" Sam's voice drifted as consciousness lost me.

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"I recommend bed rest for the next few days. Keep her hydrated, be careful with her." Sam noted.

Hale growled.

"Let her rest Alpha, she's lost a lot of blood."

I listened,eyes closed as the door shut behind Sam. He knows I'm awake. I feel the bed move slightly as he slides beside me.

"Leslie, baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Ashley had been taken care of. She's a liar. I would never do anything to hurt you, I love you so much babe. I hope you understand that." My eyes remained closed as his lips touched mine, at first I didn't respond but I found myself holding his face as I kissed him more passionately.

"I love you too, Hale. So much more than you understand. " I whispered, looking into his beautiful eyes, which now teared up. His tears touched my fingers as he kissed me again. I gave him a small smile and nodded off once more.

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