Moon picked mates

chapter 51

Alisha POV

I just stood inside that building, hiding from the world outside  and wondering how my life ended up here like this.  I had mixed feelings about Alvin before and even now it wasn't any clearer. I did know we would never see each other again and that chapter in my life was done. There was a big empty hole in my heart from losing him that much I knew. He was a good friend to me and I cared about him. I didn't love him like he did me, but I didn't want to hurt him either. 

I've never had to deal with so much  in my old closed world and now Bam it hits me hard again upside my head.  Ever since my eyes were opened to the supernatural world nothing has gone right. Now more than ever I wish I was back home in my parents home the innocent little girl being watched over and cared for, ignorant of the world hidden around me.  The only worry I had was what to wear to school the next day and having to make sure my homework was done. It was so simple then and none of this adult supernatural bullshit. 

I just need that comfort in my life right now, I needed to find my dad and have him tell me everything will be ok.   I need to feel like something is normal again.

"I need to see my dad, can you take me to him please." My voice still cracking from all the emotion I was feeling.  I see him mind linking ,probably to find out where he was from one of his pack members. He doesn't take his eyes off of me , they watch me closely and I can't read anything from them.  

"I'll take you to him. " Lucien's voice was flat and emotionless. He was upset that's for sure because  it just occurred to me that he had to sit through Alvin sharing all the plans he had made for us. I'm sure it wasn't pleasant to hear that someone else had made life plans with your mate, the details he shared made it look like we had talked about it. Lucien knows we had sex a few times, I didn't go into any detail about that with him. I won't either, somethings aren't meant to be shared  and I don't want to hear about any of his sexual encounters either. The past is the past and I refuse to have it thrown in my face. He did that once before and I hope he has the sense to never do it again.

"It must of been hard listening to him talk about the two of us. I just want you to know that I've never planned any of that with him.  It wasn't like that between us, at least on my part, and I wasn't going to burst his bubble before he left. I couldn't do that to him, break him down and tear him up. I know he's a murderer but he was more than that to me. He was the hero who saved me and my friends. "  I wanted to support Lucien's feelings but I was still pretty raw with my own at this point, but I did feel the need to give him some explanation. 

"I understand but that doesn't make it any easier to swallow. I don't want to argue with you about it, we might both say things we don't mean and I don't want to risk that. Let me take you to your father."   He was trying and I would give him that, he was right about one thing though. If we got in a fight about this right now I would be walking out the door for good.  Timing is everything when your already on shaky ground. It wouldn't take much to destroy what little we had managed to build  between us the last twenty four hours. It was still fragile and easily breakable with just the right pressure.

 We walked back to the main house without speaking anymore, both deep in thought. I had waited until I heard the car motor fade away in the distance before I came out of the storage building. I just couldn't watch the car leave, it was to hard to think about and I was too weak mentally to handle anymore loss at this moment.  I know I was a chicken but I just couldn't do it. 

Dad was waiting for me in the kitchen area, a fresh pot of coffee was there with a basket of blueberry muffins nearby.  He patted the seat next to him and I plopped down in it wearily. 

"Rough day" It was more of a statement than a question from dad but that's how he is. I noticed that Lucien had slipped out the door  without saying anything. He had his own demons to deal with and he left me to sort out mine.