Chapter 14: Revisiting Memories

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Chapter 14: Revisiting Memories

I sat there on the couch, my knees tucked inder my chin as I tried once again to make a connection. It was hard to turn on the switch when I have been living in the dark for so long that I can't even remember where the hell it was to begin with. It was dangerous and some what painful to try and open myself up, every moment in my life will be played over again, every wound reopened like being stabbed all over again.

Please Carter tell me you can hear me, tell me you know that I'm alive, that your looking for me.

I waited, and waited, but there was nothing, only silence, like static on a television. I focussed on Harley, if there was anyone that I had a strong link with, it was my son.

Focussing on Harley, I tried to hear him, I just wanted to know that he was ok, that he was safe. But there was nothing.

Giving up I blinked away tears as I fell back into the couch.

Your trying to hard. The sudden voice in my head startled me, making me stand to attention.

"Relax. I didn't mean to scare you, but you looked like you about to burst a blood vessel over there." Tom said as he walked back into the room and sat down on the coffee table. He placed a bowl of what smelled like soup on the table and a glass of water with a packet of panadol beside it.

"How is it I can hear you but I can hear the people I actually care about."

"Ouch dear sister I'm hurt. Truly. It's been a long time since you tapped into it, it will all come back with time but it takes a while and the distance doesn't help." He said casually as he picked up the bowl and handed it too me. I was right, it was soup. "Just like mum used to make."

"I'm not hungry."

"You need to eat something."

"I don't want to."

"If you don't that baby of yours isn't going to last long." I looked up at him and narrowed my eyes. I hadn't thought about that, about the baby. I put my hand on my stomach and suddenly felt nauseous, I had taken a beating in the stomach, my bruises were healing faster now that I've taped into my wolf side again. I tried to hone in my senses, focus on my hearing, if I can hear a heart beat, know that it's alive, that it's ok.

"Relax, it's alive, but it's heart beat is weak, you need to watch yourself." Tom told me as he shoved the soup in my face again.

Inhaling it's deep scent I suddenly felt the hunger and dug in, he was right, it did taste as good as mum's.

"I bought some water and some pain killers, I figured all that straining to find a connection was going to give you a headache. Oh and don't eat or drink anything that anyone else gives you, only me. Ok?"

"Why?"

"Let's just say that I'm the only one here that want's you and your baby alive and unharmed. I don't trust the others to not put something in your food or drink."

"Such a loving broher." I mumbled, mockingly as I shoved more food into my mouth.

"You may not believe me but your my sister and I love you, I dont want you hurt."

"Then why am I here?!"

"It wasn't my idea."

"Really? Because I'm here with you and I have no idea who's alive, my son? Carter? My family?"

"Harley isn't it?" I nodded, keeping quiet as he continued. "He's ok. And so are the other boys, they couldn't find them and everyone showed up before they could even get close to finding them."

"Thank god. So why? Why am I here?"

"A few of the other Alphas have been talking and planning your kidnapping for almost a year now. I only found out about this a couple of months ago and I had to make sure they didn't just keep you tied up in a cell for a week."

"So you knew I was alive, this whole time, you knew I was there and you didn't think to come back?!"

"What, come back and follow Carter's orders like a solider? We have alpha blood, we weren't born to follow orders Mel."

"Did mum and dad..?" I trailed off finding it hard to ask the question that has been buging me since I found out that Tom was alive, where they alive as well?

"Dad and I were taken, kept prisoner for a few years until the Alpha was over thrown, dad died of his wounds just after that."

"And mum?"

He gave me a sad look and I knew my answer she was gone. "It was quick" he told me, sadness laced his voice.

We stayed quite for a moment, both of us revisiting our memories. Seeing him again, hearing it all out loud was just becoming too much. I closed my eyes and focused on my breathing, focusing on all of things running through my head like a train.

"So what am I doing here? What do they want with me?"

"Three years ago when you turned eighteen, you were supposed to be bought to a mutual location and the eligible Alphas would fight for you, a competition for the rights. It's what's happened every time for the last few thousand years, Carter broke it. And now their pissed."

I suddenly remembered talking with the pack elder. "But he wasn't challenged, no one - "

"True but he didn't exactly give them the option too. And besides, he was supposed to wait, prove himself first." Tom said interrupting me.

"So what am I supposed to do? Sit here and wait, hope that Carter helps and fights for me?!" I yelled coming to terms with everything, with whats happening.

"Pretty much, or die trying." Tom answered a little to chirpy for my liking.

"Gee thanks for the empathy."

"Carter isn't my concern, you are!" Tom yelled, making me pull back immediately. It was weird that I still feel loyalty to him, a different loyalty than the one I have for Carter, then the one I have for Harley. He's my brother and I wanted to believe him, I needed to trust him.

We both went silent as the sound of loud footsteps and shouting coming for the hallway. I looked at Tom, his flashed a bright yellow and the stern look on his face as his jaw clenched told me it wasn't good. I pulled the blanket up and around my shoulders and sunk into the couch.

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