An Alpha's Revenge

Weak

"I need to go and see my pack." She said after they'd finished eating breakfast in silence and had spent the last half an hour in an increasingly awkward silence as they both found random objects to glare at around the room – anything to avoid looking at each other.

He didn't react to her words, which she took as acknowledgement, so she began to stand up and clear the table when his next words stopped her.

"Don't leave me." His voice had a tell-tale growl and although her second attempt at healing him had done something, it had not done enough.

Leah sighed and piled their plates onto the kitchen side, as she glared out of the window pane. "I need to go and see what's happening with my pack. Last time I saw them..." Oh God. Last time she'd seen them, they'd been marching Liam off to find Logan. She'd been updated via the pack link, felt the fear still from Cassidy when Uma was taken, but she hadn't seen them in nearly a week. A week.

She'd been in and out of consciousness for a week !

Spinning around on the spot, she whirled to face the rogue, demanding to know if it was true – but hadn't heard him move. Hadn't sensed him walk up behind her. She let out a startled scream at the golden eyes watching her. He stood directly in front of her, barely a hair's breadth between them.

"You're scared." He mumbled through his wolf, a growl thick and unrelenting in his voice.

Leah shook her head, gasping in air, her heart slamming against her rib cage as her wolf fought against her hold. "No, just surprised. Annoyed. I was unconscious for a week?" She asked, though he didn't miss the slight accusation in her tone.

He raised an eyebrow, eyes flickering in and out of focus as his wolf fought for dominance. "I don't know. I was out for a while and then didn't count the days."

His nonchalance about the passing of days made her question where he'd been before this – what had happened to him?

Leah looked away, unable to keep looking at him, her wolf whining in response. She didn't want to let this wolf out of her sight – Leah just wasn't quite sure why.

"Look, I know you don't want me to leave, if I'm honest..." Leah took a shaky breath. "...I don't really want to leave either." She was surprised at how true those words felt. "But I need to check on my pack, they have been through hell the last few days. My alpha's daughter was taken, my closest friend was kidnapped – tortured, even - and that was after she'd healed her mate who we all thought was dead-" The rogue's left eye twitched at that. "-my point is, I need to see them. I need to make sure they're all alright."

The rogue watched her silently as though assessing his options. "Ok, I understand." He said tightly, reluctantly.

Leah nodded. Wondering why she suddenly felt so sick. The thought of leaving him? Maybe. The fear that he'd be rogue by the time that she got back? Definitely.

"OK, great. I'll go and I'll come right back."

The rogue nodded and she was briefly surprised at how cooperative he was being.

"Yup, we'll go and we'll come right back." The rogue echoed – or didn't quite echo.

Leah - who'd nearly made it to the other side of the room as she grabbed a jacket she'd haphazardly thrown over the back of a chair over a week ago. Because she'd been unconscious for a week. Yup, that was gonna take a while to get used to – slammed to a halt, keys dangling from her index finger as she craned her neck over her shoulder and pinned the rogue with a stare. "You're not coming with me."

He chuckled lightly. "Yes I am."

She chuckled back, a harsh edge to it. "No, you're not."

He chuckled back at her again, awkwardly and slightly louder than necessary. "Yes, I am."