The Mark of an Alpha

Chapter 25

In my state of haste I barley registered all the curious stares as I ran through the hallways of the pack house, becoming more and more breathless the more I ran. Some people even tried to stop me, concerned that their Luna was hurt or troubled, but that alone made it worse.

I didn't want to be Luna. I didn't want to be damaged or broken. I didn't want to be there. I didn't want to be anywhere.

I turned the corner and ran straight into someone, sending myself, and the other person tumbling to the ground. I heard a groan as they brought themselves up. "Sky?"

Sophie's voice filled my ears. I looked up and saw her eyes fill with concern, " Oh my gosh! What happened to your face?"

She reached her hand out and pulled me up, keeping hold of her grip as she searched my swollen cheek, focusing on my panicked eyes.

" Are you alright?" Her tone serious as she regarded me.

What was I suppose to say to her? That Alan, who was also my uncle, is alive and searching to kill me? Or the reason that is so terrifying is because he abused me nearly my entire life, damaging me beyond repair? I couldn't answer her without exposing my past, yet at the exact time there was this cavernous need I had never experience before.

Although I hadn't known Sophie for awfully long, I could distinguish how genuine she was, how true to herself she always appeared to be, and that something I wished I could obtain.

As I regarded the concerned blonde in facade to me, strands of her ponytail cascading into her eyes, I wondered what it was I was expected to articulate. She waited patiently for me to respond, watching my inner clash battle out. Her hand lingered on mine, gently caressing my skin in a calming way. Looking into soft eyes I inhaled deeply, perhaps I was officially insane, or maybe I was so distressed for some compassion that I would permit myself to go so far as to open up, but in that moment, whatever it was that made me foolish, concluded that I would ultimately converse with reference to my past, if anyone would be keen to listen it would be Sophie. And in that moment, at that time, all I sought to do was let each and every bit of my sorrow and aggravation free, all the hurt and broken pieces I had bottled up my entire life. I needed someone, and that someone would be Sophie.

I nodded, final with my decision.

I tugged on Sophie's hand, turning back to Noah's room, aware of no other place in the house to go. We could have gone to Sophie's room but that could have been on a whole different section of the pack house, and all that was on my mind in that moment was the horrifying reality of what I was about to commit to.

Turning into the Alpha's hall I saw Noah's office door shut once again. My feet stopped for a moment, almost tripping over themselves before I could regain my step. I couldn't let Noah get to me. Not now.

Sophie was silent behind me, keeping her lips shut as she followed my lead. It wasn't long before we reached Noah's room door, and it was only then when Sophie spoke up.

"I'm not allowed into the Alpha's room, Sky. Why don't we go to mine?" Her voice was soft as she spoke, almost a whisper in the stilled hall, but I knew that by the time we got to her room I would have changed my mind. It had to happen now.

Or else it never would.

I shook my head and twisted the knob, revealing the suit that was Noah's, everything was still as I left it, the only thing out of place was the silky black sheets. I walked in, heading over to the bed, looking over my shoulder at Sophie who looked to be having an inner battle with herself.

"Come on, it's just a room, Sophie." I nodded to the bed, indicating for her to follow.

She took a deep breath and put one foot in the room, immediately looking for anyone who might have witnessed such a small movement. I pulled my eyebrows together, what was the big deal? I had never pinned Sophie to be so loyal to such a small thing.