Page 30 of Fight between Alphas

“Don’t let her leave till she is marked” He growls in my head. I already had this argument with Drake when he found me, how could I be so unlucky to have two mates who want to reject us. Just when I thought everything was going to work out, she shoves another barrier in my fucking face. Now Drake was missing because of our argument and now I had to go home to her. Even angry at her I still couldn’t help but feel bad for the way I spoke to her. I hated that she didn’t have a wolf, didn’t feel what we feel towards her.

“Not that having a wolf would help, look at Drake he still denies us, and it has been eleven years” Archer mutters. I nod in agreement. Once I see her step inside, I mind link Elias to keep watch on the house while I go check on those on patrol duty. Everything was quiet tonight thank the Goddess, at least something was going right. When I head home and walked inside though I was hit with guilt.

She even cooked for us, both our plates sitting on the table. Walking upstairs, my heart skips a beat when I find she isn’t in our room, rushing to the next door I find her asleep on the bed. Her eyes were all puffy like she had been crying as she hiccupped in her sleep. I brush her cheek and she instantly leans into my touch even if she was asleep it still gave me hope. I was about to hop in the bed with her when I hear the door open downstairs and walk back out to the stairs, to see Drake walk in.

He walks toward me before bumping into me as he walks past heading to the room. He opens the door and I hear his heart thump erratically. He looks at me and I point to the bedroom next to it. He lets out a breath relieved before opening the door and I follow him in.

“Has she been crying?” He whispers and I look away knowing I was the reason for her tears.

“What did you do?” He snaps and she stirs rolling over but not waking.

“Not now” I tell him, knowing if we argue we were going to wake her.

“Where did you go?” I ask, knowing he left the territory.

“To see my brothers” I nod, I liked his brothers. They were good guys and incredibly supportive of our non-existent relationship.

“And?”

“And what?” He asks, pulling the door closed as I walk out. He follows me downstairs and I go to the fridge grabbing a beer and handing him one. He pops the cap drinking some.

“Nothing, they told me to stay here with you two”

“So, you’re going to?” I ask.

“Not like I have anywhere else to go”

“What upset Lana?” He asks, looking to the stairs.

“I snapped at her,” I tell him, letting out a breath. Drake shakes his head but says nothing.

“She cooked us dinner” I tell him nodding toward the table, Drake looks over before running his hand through his hair and scratching the back of his neck.

“Now I feel like an even bigger dick” He says.

“Why, you didn’t do anything”

“You weren’t the only one that snapped at her” He tells me. Great, she only just got here and both of us have already yelled at her. Drake picks up the plates putting them in the fridge. “I didn’t know she could cook,” He states.

“Yeah, me either I just assumed she was used to being waited on, she technically is a princess” I tell him, and he agrees. Making me wonder how much I really do know her, we spoke to her on the phone for two years but usually nothing personal, I could always tell she wanted to get off the phone so our conversations were usually short, or she would hang up on us when we would ask her to come back with us.

“Did she ever talk to you about her home life?’ I ask curious.

“No, I spent most of the last two years being hung up on” He says, and I chuckle.

“What about you?” He asks.

“Not really, mainly only talked about her sister or her brothers, never about herself” I answer.

“Her parents are nice, nicer than ours anyway” Drake states. I chuckle, that is true.

Drake walks upstairs and I follow him, I thought he was going to climb in with her but instead he scooped her up off the bed. Her eyes fluttering open for a second as she rolled in his arms.

“You came back” She mutters as he walks her into our room placing her on the bed. She was already back asleep within seconds when I notice her handbag. I know it is wrong to snoop, but seeing it open, I walked over and peaked inside.

I found some photos of her siblings and her mum and dad in her wallet, some credit cards and her ID and a bus pass.

“What are you doing?” Drake asks.

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