My broken mate

Silvertooth pack

Hellooooo💕 Yes finally another chapter of this book! Sorry for the slow updates like I said before I'm very busy with my other book updates but anyway. I actually just wanted to add this chapter as I thought Matthew staying at home and missing Gilbert was getting quite repetitive which gave me the idea for this chapter. Anyway hope you like this chapter❄️💙

⚠️For once there aren't warnings. There is a slight flashback scene about jealousy but other than that there's not much warning in this chapter. It just might be a lot shorter than the rest as this does not have to do with the plot⚠️

Gilbert's POV

I growled in anger. I'm furious. I'm furious at Ludwig. I'm furious at the world in general. And most importantly I'm furious at myself. Why the hell do I have to be in this situation? Why me? Why now of all times? Couldn't it be another time when I could actually see? My annoyance only grew the more and more I struggled.

I couldn't plug my phone in! Okay that's a bit of a stretch for getting so mad and frustrated about the fact I can't get my charger in my phone. It was darker than the night itself in Matthew's room since it was closed off from any other sorts of lighting. Matthew was already sleeping in bed and it is currently past midnight. I didn't want to wake the poor wolf as all he's been doing today is train with Ludwig (He pushed him a bit today and as soon as they got home which was a few hours ago he just grabbed an apple and went to bed passing out almost immediately, the Apple only had one bite in it). So I'm currently trying to plug my phone in...even though the room is pitch black.

Okay so now you must be wondering why I'm getting so frustrated so fast, even though this usually won't phase me at all. Ludwig at dinner suggested I ask Matthew if he wants to come with us to the Silvertooth pack for a meeting. Matthew has been getting a lot worse and the more I'm away from him the more stress is put on him. I blame Lovino for telling him about the King, Queen and Prince of chaos legend. I do believe they exist but they are easy to deal with so I wasn't bothered. Matthew on the other hand will text me like every two hours just asking if I'm alright (he won't bother during meetings but otherwise he texts quite a lot).

Matthew seemed very comfortable and happy around Ned so asking wouldn't be that bad. But I was scared. What if it was an act and Ned is Matthew's alpha but Matthew put on a fake act so he doesn't worry us. He did tense up when Ned spoke. Or that's Lovino's theory. Though this is Lovino we're talking about, he has hated the Silvertooth pack since the incident happened. The other thing is if it isn't an act and what Matthew said about Ned taking care of him and looking after him is true, I'm scared I get jealous of Ned. I'm afraid I'll snap in front of Matthew like I did before and he'll hate me or call me psychotic.

"You know if you continue like that Sherlock Holmes is going to think you have an alcohol problem," Matthew's voice was heard as I notice he was turned to face me by now. In my anger I didn't even realize it. We've been watching Sherlock recently and Matthew is really enjoying it. He says it reminds him of something Arthur would like as he always read the books in the few spare time they had. I snorted at his words though I was smiling. The snort sounded kind of mean and rude so I immediately regretted it. Matthew didn't seem to take offense to it or even flinch. "Use your wolf for your night vision. Or turn on the light," he advised as I did the first option not wanting to bother him.

After that I got in next to him. He could sense my irritation so he didn't cuddle closer. I have asked Matthew about stuff like this and he says he isn't scared of me, it's just his instinct. He doesn't want to be near me if I'm angry as it could possibly make me more angry. He simply held my hand and softly smoothed my palm to sooth me. It did wonders as I was fully relaxed and actually growling happily. He continued with the action happily now moving closer since I wasn't angry.