The Only Alpha Luna

Abandonment

The next morning I awoke to the wonderful feeling of lips on my eyelids, I moaned in response. My wolf wanting to be devoured, my human enjoying the act of being loved sweetly and getting attention. I quickly brought my head up just an inch. Only to have my head collide into Tom's. I huffed, knowing all too well that I would have let things go further and been fine. He exclaims his pain loudly, loud enough to be heard with wolf hearing down the hall. No one came though. I took a look at the clock and realized it was 10a. I missed helping the orphanage this morning. I turn on Tom and growl, hating the fact that I had slept in. Blaming him for the action since if I had been alone I wouldn't have fallen asleep at all. I would have had no comfort, and each of those two things were completely justified when it sat side by side with the fact I killed my father.

"You don't know me, you will never know me. Last night was a mistake..." My voice drifted on the last word as realization hit. I had no nightmares, I slept the whole night through and a little more, but I also didn't have any agony. There was no pain next to me or on me at all last night. I stood up went into my closet grabbed my things, entered the bathroom. Making sure to shut and lock the door so there was no possibility of him joining me. Showering which usually helped me sort out my thoughts and feelings was nothing but a blanket of warmth. There was no clarity.

I sighed this time instead, since now that I had calmed down. I overreacted he was just trying to be nice, and to make me feel better. I, treated him like shit. How else am I supposed to act? I can't trust people since if I did they would betray me. The one person who knew everything and still accepted me was Jackson. However, even he betrayed me. Jackson tried to take my pack, take it away from me. The only thing that I had earned, and fought to keep Jackson tried to take and would have succeeded if it weren't for the fact that I had met Tom. Maybe, I should give him more than a conversation to win me over. Tom after all helped me keep my pack. Keep everything about me alive and safe. He didn't judge me, he didn't ask questions, he was everything I needed when I needed it so far.

I got dressed and realized he wasn't in the room so I went downstairs, staring at the sight that was before me. Tom was in front of the door, with his luggage next to him. His two guards and the rogue.

"What are you doing?" I ask completely and utterly petrified. For some reason I was truly afraid of the possibility of losing him.

"I'm leaving, Lucy. There's nothing for me here. You proved that to me this morning. I'm taking the rogue with me. He's my fourth in commands mate, and it's against my packs customs to leave any mate behind. No matter whether or not they are wolves, whether or not they are in a different pack, or even if they are rogues or criminals. Since I believe every mated person deserves a chance at happiness. I promise that you will never hear or see of him again since he will not leave my pack lands. I have to go now, before I lose the will or the strength to leave." It was delivered kindly with such pain and torment in his voice. I was struggling with what he had said when the door opened.

"No, no, no. Please don't leave me." My breathing became heavy, and I was suddenly thrown back in time to the night where I killed my father. "Mom, don't go. Please don't go again. You know that he'll hurt me. I'm not the promised child." I scream at my Mom as she's walking towards the door. One of the only people who had ever shown me kindness in my lifetime. My Mom turned on me before she opened the door. "I don't have a choice sweetheart, I'm pregnant. The child is not your Father's and I fear the punishment for this one will be greater. Lead our people, lead them into greatness. Don't make the same mistakes your father and I did. It was then I was thrown back in time, back to the present. I was sitting on the stairs rocking myself back and forth with my hands over my ears. As though I didn't want to see or hear him leave. The words there's nothing for me here, echoing, and echoing some more in my mind. What am I supposed to do? Is he really leaving? Is this a test of his own? What will happen to us? What have I done?