The Fallen Mate

Nightmare

Lex's POV

Olivia and I said goodnight. I told her that she can take the bed. She's seemed squeamish about it, but I insisted. She eventually gave in and I can now hear her faint breathing. I sit up from my place on the couch and hold my head in my hands. I can't get her story out of my head. The worst part is is that I know that damn beta is looking for her. Us wolves don't give up easily especially when it comes to someone we love. And in a twisted way he probably loves her.

I stand and open the door to the bathroom I turn the water on and strip.

I step into the shower and let the hot water pour over my tense back. I try to relax and think about anything but what my precious little mate has gone through.

Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill.

Oz keeps repeating over and over in my head. His wolf senses completely taking over our entire body. I can feel my shift coming and turn the water to freezing to try to snap myself out of it.

This method seems to work as Oz is quelled a little bit.

I turn off the shower and step out. I wrap myself in a dark towel and head back into my room. I throw on a pair of basketball shorts and lay down on the couch. Closing my eyes and trying to relax my mind.

Just as sleep is about to overtake me a screech makes me jerk up. My head quickly snaps over to see Olivia thrashing around in the bed. I quickly rush over to her.

"Olivia!" I yell. Attempting to wake her anyway I can. The door to my room is thrown open and in runs Conner. His hair tussled and only wearing black sweatpants. I growl at him as he approaches. Oz and I not liking how unclothed he is near our mate.

"Lex. Not important" he snaps at me and points at my thrashing mate. I realize he's right and I do the only thing that I can think of. I pull her close. Sitting her up so that my arms are wrapped behind her back and hugging her tightly. As soon as I do this she seems to relax.

"Lex?" I hear her soft little voice ask. I pull away and look into her large eyes. Tears are threatening to be unleashed at any moment.

"Hey it's ok. I'm here" I reassure her. Brushing my finger over a tear that rolls down her cheek. She flinches slightly but doesn't pull away.

"I'm sorry" she whispers. Looking down. I frown.

"Why Olive?" I ask confused.

"I woke you up" she says. I smile at her.

"It was fine. I'll be here for you when you need me" I promise. She meets my gaze with her own and for a few seconds we just look at each other.

"Um, I'm gonna go" Conner says awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. He turns and walks out the door. Closing it behind him. Olivia blushes. I stand and turn to head back to the couch

"Wait!"

Olivia's voice causes me to turn around quickly. She's looking down at her hands. Fiddling with her thumbs.

"Could you stay?" She asks quietly. Almost as if she is afraid of my answer. A smile takes over my face. I go to the other side of the bed and slide in. Making sure to leave enough space so that she's comfortable. She turns her body so as to look at me.

"Sorry" she whispers. Not meeting my eyes with her own.

"You don't have to apologize Olive" I push. I don't want her to think that she is bothering me in any way. She could never be a bother to me. To me she is perfect.

"Ok" she responds. Obviously not know any other answer. It's quiet after that. Not awkward just quiet. We look at each other. That's all. Not touching or speaking, just looking.

I see Olivia's eyes starting to get heavy with sleep, and before I know it her heavy breathing fills the room. I let out a sigh and just examine her more. Her hair was tied up behind her head and her face was calm and relaxed. I wanted to reach over and feel her skin. But I didn't want to wake her. So instead I let myself drift to sleep.

~

When I woke up in the morning the bed was cold. Olivia's scent was fainter than it was when we had been in bed together. But as I sat up and gathered my thoughts the sounds of the running shower assured me that she was safe and close.

I walked over towards the closet and pulled out some sweats and a black t-shirt.

When I stepped out of the closet I notice that the shower had been turned off. I then notice Olivia wrapped only in a towel waiting outside of the closet. It takes all of my strength to hold back Oz from running over to her and ripping that towel off of her. She isn't ready and I can't do that to her.

She looks up when she feels my burning gaze. She blushes down at the ground.

"Um... I need to use the closet..."She trails off. I just nod and step to the side. Not trusting my voice to not say something stupid.

Once she heads into the closet and closes the door I fall face first on the bed and groan. I try to get the image out of my head but Oz is still freaking out about it.

We can't do anything yet. She's still scared

Pretty mate

I know but you have to be patient.

I warn him. He just huffs and I try to block him out as best as I can. A couple minutes later Olivia walks out of the closet in a black t-shirt with a small white star, high waisted dark blue jeans and black sneakers. She has shined up her lips. I stand up from the bed.

"You look really cute" I say. She blushes.

"Thanks" she says "you look good too" she says quietly. We just look at each other. Not really knowing what to say.

"Do you wanna go somewhere with me?" I ask. Scratching the back of my neck. Looking up at the ceiling.

"Yea" she says. I look down at her to see her smiling face, and I can't help but let a smile take over my own face.

"Good let's go"