Loving wolves

#22 Mystery boy?

Hunter's POV

I had to go home with shame welled up in me that day. She must like Ruben a lot. But I'm not sure if he likes her. He's a confusing one. The way he looks at her, he has strong feelings. But why does he help me? Questions with a mixture of shame swirled my mind making me dizzy. I watched as the house started to become bigger as every step I took. My hands uneasily fiddled with themselves rather than at my sides.

As soon as I walked into the house I plunged straight into bed and stared at the ceiling. Surely it was obvious that the flowers were a gift from me? But Ruben was the only one who knew she liked jasmine flowers, so she would have guessed that. I felt empty inside as my wolf once again yearned for Alex's touch. It whimpered and whined restlessly. I put a pillow to my head, trying to block out the world. Like that's going to happen. And the worst part is. She doesn't know. She doesn't know what I go through knowing she will never accept. She doesn't know how hard it is to see her with another guy.

She doesn't know. She won't ever know.  I let out a sigh at my hopeless words. It's funny how you can get everything, and not get everything at the same time.  Here, I was mean't to live the dream after becoming an alpha. But now I'm facing mate problems. I'm a laughing stock to myself, if I ever tell anyone about Alex not accepting me, It would be pure humiliation. I angrily pulled my fist, and dived into the wall.  I guess the noise I made attracted a confused looking Ruben into the room.

"What happened to you?" Ruben asked, and leaned against the door with his hands crossed. He stared down at me, his eyes looking through my soul. As if trying to figure out what I'm thinking  by staring. "The jasmine flower idea backfired in my face" I replied, with a grunt. "What did you do wrong?" he asked. "Sometimes, It's not what I've done that has caused the issue. why does everyone think that?" I agitated . "Well if it wasn't for you the problem wouldn't have started" he replied with a serious tone. I hate to admit it. But he was right. I need serious help ASAP.

I sighed in defeat."She got the flowers. But she thought you sent it" I replied grumpily. "Why would she think that?" he murmured confusingly. "Why are you helping me anyway?" I asked. "Because you helped me" he replied. And everything made sense from that simple answer. "So, plan B?" he murmured. "No point now. She obviously has feelings for you. She will never accept me if you're around" I shook my head. "She might if you find something she's looking for" he shrugged. I looked at him weirdly. "What do you mean?" I asked. 

"I mean, I found out that Chase took Alex on a date once to the frost fairy river, up south of the wood, After that date she's been really interested in finding the river, but she hasn't seemed to find it" he explained. "You mean I take her there?" I asked. "You got it" he replied. "You know where it is right?" he asked. I nodded in response.

"Go to her house, I'll talk to Alex later about the flowers" he instructed. Normally I would rage because he was telling me what to do whereas I am Alpha. Yet I quietly listened to him. I'm humiliating myself day by day. The once confident care-free Hunter has hit his head hard. It's time for me to get my dignity back. 

Alex's POV

"Do you want anything dad?" I asked, rushing down the stairs. Dad let out a chuckle. "What happened to you all of a sudden?" he asked. I shrugged. he got up and headed for the kitchen. 

I stopped him before he could take a step inside. "No no, I'm cooking breakfast today" I smiled sincerely. "OK, something is definitely wrong" he chuckled cheekily. "What's gotten into you?" he asked with a smile. "I'm just feeling generous" I smiled and entered the kitchen.

No I wasn't feeling generous. That was just an excuse. But I did it because I knew dad is still depressed even after so many years of mom's death. He doesn't show it, but it's there. He is also been thinking a lot about the future, I found that out when dad was talking to mom's grave saying about the future and that he think he'll be left alone once I'm older. I think it's my fault he thinks this. And it's my duty to erase this thought. My theory is simple, I think he thinks this way because I'm not around him lately, he thinks I'm growing apart from him. When in all honesty, I'm still that naive little girl he raised with love and care. I haven't grown from my childish ways, and I'm not independent one bit. I just have a to big of a mouth to handle.