The Only Alpha Luna

Hangover

I awoke to an empty bed, tears slipped through my eyes. Since the bed wasn't even warm like it would be if Tom had stayed. I was still in my dress from the previous night. Yet, I didn't even know how I even got to be here. In my room, in my house. The last thing I remember is drinking tequila shots with the secretary. Downing each of the 17 that she had laid out in front of me as a challenge. Then the scotch, the four beers, and the two glasses of wine I had with my "dinner". "Dinner" consisting of drinks and an apple with peanut butter.

I roll over finally finding the strength to take a look at my alarm clock. Knowing without a doubt in my mind that it was probably 2 in the morning. Instead I found out that it was noon time. Shit. I missed the morning pack meeting I had with my guards, I missed the training session I wanted to participate in, not to mention I was about to miss the outstanding weekly meeting that I had with my beta. I ran to my closet taking my dress off and hanging it up, quickly moving to get in jeans and a T-shirt. Then running, pushing my limits even beyond those with my wolf's help. When I arrived at the meeting though I found Tom and Harry calmly discussing the usual routine, and whether or not they thought the other one had a problem with it.

"Ahem," I say wanting to get both of their attention. Harry's eyes were immediately drawn to mine and he immediately stood. Tom stayed seated and turned his head to me, he looked like Hell. There were bags underneath his eyes, and he was sweating profusely. "What's wrong?" I immediately jog over to where Tom is sitting in my chair. His breathing is labored as though water is slowly entering his lungs. Is that one of his fears water? Why would the bond kill the man that it wants me to spend the rest of my life with? "Tom what's going on?" Then he's on the ground in my arms before he starts seizing. I immediately roll him over on his side and mind link the pack doctor for him to be in my office immediately. I shake my head wanting there to be something more that I could do for the man that I loved. There wasn't though since I knew nothing about his medical history, I had his guards drop off their medical files, and their alphas. Not to mention I made the doctor memorize their file so that if anything ever happened the pack couldn't claim we did it. When the doctor arrived he seemed taken aback that it was the visiting alpha. His shock was only present for mere seconds.

"What happened?" The doctor says looking at me I explain how when I arrived he sounded fine but when he turned to look at me he was sweating and there were bags under his eyes which weren't present last night while we were at the event. I explain to him that I don't remember a portion of last night but from what I did remember there was nothing that could bring this upon Tom. "Was Alpha Harolds experiencing amnesia as well this morning?" I admit to the doctor I wasn't awake when he left so there was no way for me to comment. The seizing stopped, Tom moaned. I wanted to give him comfort but felt as though it would do more harm than good. "Do you remember all of last night?" The doctor asks Tom, Tom being in this weakened state was only able to shake his head no. I cried, not knowing what to do, knowing above all else that I was probably more of a hinderance than help. It hurt so much to see this man that I always felt was invincible brought to the floor.

The doctor must have mind linked with his assistants because it wasn't long before they were present at the meeting house with a bunch of equipment. Harry grabbed me from the armpits and began pulling me from the building. I fought him not wanting to leave Tom in there alone, not wanting anyone to touch my mate while he was unable to decide for himself what happened. Tom's female guard appears next to me. Harry and her share a look before he goes into the meeting house without me. I try to go in when Tom's guard stops me, I continue to scream, kick, and fight. That's when a few of my own guards show up Tom's guard grabbing my head, mine on my arms, and legs. They lift me as I continue to scream, kick and fight my way. It took a total of ten men for me to be in a position where the mere five of them could hold me back. I continued to scream for Tom, scream for the head of the doctor if he killed my mate. There was no way that if he died there wouldn't be a punishment for all of those involved.

When everyone finally put me down it was because I hadn't fought them in the last 15 minutes. I curled up in a ball once I was placed on the ground, wanting to wake up in my own bed all of this being a dream. However even I knew that this was too real, too vivid, too far out from what I would usually dream for it to be that. My feelings toward the situation were more than I had ever experienced in a mere dream.

Tom's guard kneels down next to me rubbing my shoulder, as these huge sobs continue to be released from my body.

"I don't know what you're feeling, I hope that I never have to know what you're feeling. I have a mate and I know that without a doubt in my mind I would give up my life for his. Yet...." Her voice drifted since her face was blurry. It was no longer there, I wonder if this is because the tears have finally built up in front of my eyes. Maybe the two of us were both going to die. At least I wasn't going to die alone.