A part of me was telling me not to burden her with my fears, but another part of me needed to share the fear inside of me and with who else but my mate?
“I’ve hurt you, Mom, Dad… Damon. I don’t recognise the person I’ve become anymore,” I said, running my fingers through my wet locks. And I hated it.
She tugged my face up, staring into my eyes, and shook her head.
“You have got this, Liam. You want to fight this. Just think, a month ago you were like, whatever I don’t care if I die,” she said, softly kissing my lips. “You are going to get through this, and you will be the very best version of yourself, because we are all rooting for that.”
I hope so.
“We all love you, Liam.”
“I don’t really deserve it, though, the amount of crap I’ve done.”
“Love doesn’t work that way; we love you for you and that won’t change,” she said firmly, blushing as she looked me over, clearly realising only then that I was only in a towel. She moved back, her heart thudding as she grabbed another towel, busying herself with wetting it before dabbing my chest gently and wiping up the blood as my wounds started to heal.
“Let’s get to bed,” she whispered.
“Sure. I’ll just wash my hands,” I said, standing up and tightening my towel. Her gaze dipped to my waist, and I smirked. “Want a peek?” I asked.
Her eyes widened, and she shook her head vigorously, rushing from the room. I smirked as I quickly rinsed my hands off. Entering the bedroom, I saw her sitting on the bed, one hand on her hip, and she looked like she was in pain.
“Are you okay, love?” I asked, worry filling me as I rushed over to her. She nodded, despite her heart beating faster than normal, and it wasn’t because of me.
“Yeah, I just… felt a bit unwell.” She shook her head, and I nodded, hoping she was okay. I went over to my wardrobe thinking I needed to do something...
Perhaps I needed to visit Rayhan and Delsanra. Maybe she could put some sort of seal on my abilities…
The following day, I had told Dad I had somewhere to go. Only Raven knew where I was going, and although she wanted to go with me, I didn’t trust her being alone with me, not with my unhinged behaviour. At least at home, I knew that there were others not far off. She hadn’t been happy when I said that and huffed in annoyance before she headed out to training.
I had called Rayhan and we had scheduled a place to meet closer to his pack but not in pack territory because I didn’t want anyone to know we had met or that I had gone there.
“Take care of yourself,” Dad said as he stood by the car.
“I’ll be okay,” I said, crouching down and ruffling the little pumpkin’s hair. “Be a good girl, okay? And no picking your boogers, it’s gross.”
“I no do that anymore, I big girl,” she denied it, as if that was obvious.
Yeah, I saw her this morning…
“Ahuh…”
She smiled, and I smiled back. Placing a quick kiss on her forehead, I got into my black Range Rover, waving them goodbye and slipping on my shades. I knew Dad was worried about me going alone, but I promised him I would be okay, and I wouldn’t be far. I just hoped I was and that Delsanra could help. I put some music on as I drove out of the pack grounds.
It was a good hour later when I thought I heard a thud from the back.Fuck, did something fall onto my car?I pulled up on the side, putting my hazard lights on, and got out. Walking around, I inspected the smooth metal, shaking my head.Strange, I had felt something hit...I was about to get back into the car when I froze inmy tracks, staring at the trunk. A sudden thought came to me, and I frowned.Don’t tell me…
Stepping back, I popped the lid open and raised an eyebrow, staring down at none other than Raven, curled up inside. She smiled sheepishly at me.
“You said I couldn’t come, but I want to meet Rayhan’s kitty!” She said, pouting as she sat up. Swinging her legs out, she stared up at me with those fucking gorgeous eyes that really made me unable to refuse her.
“How the… I didn’t even smell you…” I still couldn’t. She smiled proudly, then raised an eyebrow as if that was obvious.
“Anti-scent spray, smart guy.” She jumped down, her breasts bouncing in that black corset top she was wearing. A jacket and pants completed her look. As always, she looked sexy.
“So, for the last hour, you were in there…”
“No, I think it’s almost three,” she sighed. My eyes widened in surprise as I slammed the trunk shut.
“Three? Seriously?”