Mated to a control freak Alpha

Chapter Thirty-Three

George's P.O.V.

Where is she!?

How could she just pack her bags and leave me like this!!

We just lost our child and she vanishes!

How could she do this to the pack?

To us?

To me?

I've not left our room in days, I don't know how many days it's been exactly but without her it feels like a lifetime.

I waited so many years to find her.

And when we finally have a family starting to grow she leaves me.

Does she even love me...

If she did then why did she rip my heart out of my chest and stamp on it.

I need her.

My wolf needs her.

I just want to feel her soft touch, just one more time.

That look in her eyes when were cuddling and she grins up at me.

How she would curl into my side every night and mumble 'I love you' as she falls asleep.

I can't live without her.

I won't live without her.

Skylar's P.O.V

I'm in some nasty hotel, it smells of death in here and there's a rat that lives in the kitchen.

Curling up into a tighter ball on the bed I sob into my the pillow, chest wrenching sobs.

I wish I never was born.

Why did I have to be born?!

I just wanna die.

I need George but I can't go back there yet.

Stumbling into the bathroom I look at myself in the mirror and I stare at my reflection.

Red, puffy eyes, tear stains running down my cheeks and swollen lips.

Finding a razor I slam it into the counter to break it open.

Pushing up my sleeves I press the blade to my skin and flinch at the sudden sting.

Undressing myself I stare at my body, bruises all over my chest and stomach, new cuts on my arms as well as my thighs, and my rib-cage is starting to show.

Feeling my eyes cloud up with tears I drop to the floor and cry into my knees.

I've been crying everyday for the past 4 weeks.

That's how long I've been away.

I want to go home...

But how do I explain...

How do I apologise?

Will they even forgive me?

Walking back into the bedroom I pick up my phone and call Natasha.

It rings twice and she picks up.

"Hello?! Skylar!! Is that you!" She sounds completely heart broken.

"Hey..." I whisper, my voice rough and crackly.

"Where are you Skylar? Come home please. George hasn't left your room, he's been crying everyday, he's not been eating and I'm scared he's gonna do something stupid!" She panics.

"I don't want everyone there to hate me Natasha..I just had to get away..I thought it would help but it just made me worse.." I whimper.

"Where are you? I'll come and get you." She asks.

"Three towns over, it's a 6 hour drive.."

"I'm on my way. Text me a location."

The line goes dead and I sigh.

I'm going home.

Home.

George.