Always His

Chapter Eighteen.

DARREN'S POV

(WHAT, WAIT, WHAT, XOXO, YEAH BABY)

I'm such an idiot. I let the one good thing in my life go. I let Oliver West leave. I didn't let him, I made him, forced him to, tortured him into leaving.

I can't blame the world or the moon goddess on my mistake. I was the idiot that have away my one true shot at happiness.

I was the idiot that let my father decide my life for me, my love life and my alpha life.

I never wanted to be the alpha. It's suppose to be my older sisters job, and she fits the build. She's strong, smart, cunning, and beautiful. But she was kicked away because she's a girl, and girls cannot be leaders in my father's eyes.

I always wondered why my life turned out the way it did. So crappy and with absolutely no purpose. Until I realized why.

Oliver West was never part of my life.

The one magical night we had together I will never forget. We both poured so much passion into eachother that I wished he would have believed me when I said he was the only one, and not when I told him I chose the pack sl*t over him. I wanted to turn back time and make myself man up to being what I want to be. To stand up to my father and tell him I'll love any person I want, man or women, and he can't tell me no. I wish I could tell him I didn't want to be alpha, and that Cassie, my older sister, would love the idea of being alpha, because it's in her blood, her DNA. It's what she is suppose to do. It's what she was made for.

Only for it to be ripped away from her brutally because her bastard of a father decides women aren't capable of being pack leaders.

I never had a problem with women in power, homosexuality - since I'm bisexual - and omegas. I mean, why would I, when all three things revolve around my life and make it better?

I never understood what made my father the way he is, but everytime he would look at a gay couple, women, or omega, hatred would fill his eyes, almost as if someone had hurt him in the past. I always wanted to ask, but I haven't built up to courage.

"Darren, I've been looking for you everywhere, why haven't you answered any of my calls?" Monica asks as she slithers around my desk and into my lap. Any excitement I felt from thinking of Oliver has simply vanished. To be honest, I heard all of her calls over the mindlink, I just simply didn't care if she found me or not.

"I'm busy." Is all I grumble before I gently push her off my lap. After Oliver left I vowed I would never physically or mentally hurt another person again, not after seeing the heartbroken look on Oliver's face when he entered the car and left the territory, and that promise stretches on to Monica.

"You're always busy, you should take time for me, your mate." She snaps as she crosses her arms and pops her hip to the side.

"You are not my mate." I growl through my teeth that begin to elongate in anger.

"Sorry, but would you rather be with the little boy you were paired with? I don't think so." She scoffed before leaning in for a kiss.

I stand up abruptly before backing away from the vile women. I never thought that I would ever be in so much pain as I am in now.

"Don't touch me." I growl out in anger as I feel my wolf beginning to take over. Monica looked at me wide-eyed before turning and running out the door.

I breath heavily as I wait until she is far enough away. I leave my office before heading to my room.

I can't take it anymore. I haven't said anything before, but now I can't take it, I can't take the lies and distrust anymore.

I have to get my mate back, if Oliver wants to or not.