The Mute Mate

XII

She hates me. 

I dropped to my knees, all of my hope lost. Fighting for her was the only thing I wanted. The only thing I need. I simply wanted her to accept me. 

She ran back the way she had come. The look of her running away from me was the trigger that pulled the gun to my heart. My muscles gave up, falling onto my back and looking up at the high ceiling. My body felt numb. Kaseem was numb. Time was passing by me in a way that I had never felt before. I simply wanted to disappear into thin air. For the first time in my life, I had the thought of ending my life and making all the pain go away. To make everything stop and have no more pain. No more suffering. No more what if's. Just. Nothing.

Isaac came into my view of the ceiling. He seemed very unbothered by the fact that I was laying in the middle of floor of my own throne room. Defeated and broken. I watched him shake his head and reach his hand out for me to take. I didn't have the energy to take it. "Get up."

I had no desire to act Alpha with him. I could only shake my head in response. Isaac became irritated with me. "Alex. Get up. You look pathetic."

I groaned. "I don't care. Just let me sit here and die, man."

He growled and reached down to pick me up by my shoulders, forcing me to my feet with ease. After I was firmly on my feet, Isaac made me look him in the eye and he was angry with me. "Look, Alex. You're a monster to her. You got to show her you aren't."

I looked back at the body on the ground behind me. A result of my cruel nature. I has no idea how I was going to convince her otherwise. My silence must have spoken volume of my thoughts. He realized what was going through my mind then. He grabbed me by the shoulders and started guiding me up the stairs to the bedroom floor. I simply let him. I had enough trust in him for him to have his best intentions at heart.

My feet slapped on the hardwood floor as we hit the top floor. We walked past the guest room, I found my eyes lingering at the closed door, my princess behind it terrified. Hopeless.

We kept forward, heading towards Molina's room further down the hall. I swallowed the lump that had grew in my throat at the thought of her scared. Isaac knocked on her door and turned towards me, "You're not getting anywhere sitting here hopeless. You're going to swallow your pride and accept the help from your friends because you're bombing, man."

Molina opened her door, only in a tank top and shorts as if she was ready for bed, but the sun hadn't even fallen just yet. Her eyes lingered on Isaac for a moment before she acknowledged me. She straightened up on the door and finally addressed us, "hey, guys," She simply said.

Isaac spoke directly, still thinking as if he was addressing the pack as a Beta and not to his friends, " We're gonna have dinner together. All of us. Like old times."

Molina was taken back as was I. A family dinner? We hadn't had a family dinner for a couple of years. Father was still in the picture, that's how long it had been. What had gone through Isaac's brain to think of something like a family dinner. "A-a family dinner?"