I Can't Hear You

Chapter 5

"Today is not just another day. It's a new opportunity, another chance, a new beginning. Embrace it."

Layla's POV

'What in the hell made you think that that was okay?!'  I yelled at my wolf once I had gotten out of the pack hospital; I wasn't okay with what she had done. It was the afternoon after I had woken up and I was currently sitting on the bed in a guest room, seeing as I didn't want to go back to Spencer's room.

"Are you really yelling at me? You liked it, you know you did.' I could feel Abby smirking as she spoke to me. I growled in frustration, throwing my arms up.

'No, actually, I didn't.' I sighed. 'I can already tell, we won't get along very well.' I told her. I felt as she disappeared. I read something about how wolves will do that, shut out their human parts. 

I sat there, my legs hanging over the edge of the bed, looking around the room. The walls were white and had no decorations. There was a bookshelf on one wall that went from the floor to the ceiling; it was full of books. Next to it was a desk, with only a lamp on top of it and an office chair in front of it.  On the other side of the room, there was a tall dresser with six long drawers. The bed I sat on was probably the biggest bed I've ever seen. The blanket covering it was black and there were red pillows at the top of the bed. 

I laid back onto the bed, closing my eyes for a few minutes. I laid there, just thinking about what I was going to do. My parents had abandoned me, hoping I would die, and I was apparently mated to the Alpha of this pack. There was a pang of pain in my chest at the thought of my parents. I still couldn't fully believe that they just left me. I guess I'm more of a burden than I thought. I sat up as a single tear slid down my cheek. No, I refuse to cry over the people that abused me for three years, beating the shit out of me whenever I did something they didn't like. 

I scooted back onto the bed, pressing my back against the headboard, bringing my knees up to my chest. I began thinking about Spencer, thinking about all the things being a mate would entail. I remember the book I read saying mates were the person we were destined to be with, our literal other half. I never thought much about them, because back then I had thought the things in the book wasn't real, that all the creatures didn't exist. It wasn't until I saw my father shift that I knew they were real and that I was a werewolf, too. 

The door opened and my instant reaction was to try to get further away from it. I pressed my back against the wall as far as it could possibly go, preparing for one of my parents to walk through the door. When Aleksis walked into the room, I almost instantly relaxed. She noticed the fear on my face and stopped where she was.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you!" She signed, sending me an apologetic smile.

I took a deep breath before responding. "It's okay. I'm fine." She stood there awkwardly for a few minutes before I finally said something. "So, what's up?" 

"I came to see if you wanted someone to talk to. I figured you must be having a tough time with everything that's happened." She signed, walking over to the edge of the bed. I nodded lightly and she sat down on the edge.

"How are you feeling?" She asked, a concerned look on her beautiful features. She had chocolate brown eyes that matched her brown hair. Her jaw line and cheek bones were defined but not sharp, unlike her brother's. Her nose was small and her lips were a light pink. 

"I...I don't know. I guess I'm just overwhelmed." I shrugged. 

She nodded, "That's understandable. Honestly, if I were in your situation, I'd be losing my shit." I smiled lightly at that.