Result of Her Inner Fears

Octavia’s POV


A pair of warm hands wrap themselves around my waist, waking me gently from my deep sleep. Groggily, I scoot towards the warmth holding me and nuzzle my face deeper into the pillow nested below my head.

His fingers tangle themselves into my messily tossed hair, gently teasing my skin. He trails down my shoulders then around my back, before placing his lips on my goosebumps softly.

I yawn quietly, stretching my fairly sore muscles, the skin on my shoulder rubbing against Leon’s stubble. He trails kisses along my shoulder and up my neck as it makes contact with his roughness, making me smile and turn my heavy gaze towards him. His green eyes shine happily, a hint of love glowing in them as he looks at me.

“Mmmm…” I grin, a strange tingly feeling spreading itself across my stomach. I take in a deep, fresh breath, watching the large emerald irises fixated on me. “Goodmorning.” I softly whisper to my messily handsome mate.

*’A good morning **indeed**…’* Lucia purrs, humming a sexy tune in my mind. She basically fluffs herself and watches happily from my subconscious. *’How could someone look so *delicious* this early in the morning?*’ I wonder to myself in response to Lucia and her horny dog syndrome.

“Goodmorning.” His husky voice dips as he places his hand on my cheek briefly, then he pulls me into a stolen kiss. With my hand on his chest, I can feel the gallop of his heart. In reaction, my heart grows warm, feeling everything he feels in addition to my own emotions.

My eyes grazed his body, unable to count the number of scars and tattoos that covered his skin. Just below his collarbone was ‘Midnight’ written in cursive, placed just on top of a beautifully composed version of the numbers ‘1997’.

My fingertips trailed along his tattoos, my mind carefully remembering the smallest details in each one. Many other black and grey tattoos paint his skin, some pictures of people or wolves, others simply geometric and sharp.

*He was so sexy…*

I looked around us for a moment, realizing I was completely submerged in my thought’s. When did I fall asleep last night? As I am slowly brought out of my lethargic state by the light around me, and the feeling of my amazing mate touching me, memories of the night before flood my mind.

The image of his heavily tattooed shoulders above my sensitive body returns to my memories. Warmth grows in my core, and in response I sense him stare at me, lust growing in his large and exposed member below. He pitches a tent, making my eyes grow wide, while my cheeks burn so red I could feel the steam leaving my face.

“Oh my goddess.” I whisper, raising my hand to cover my mouth slowly. I glance around once more, looking for my things and panicking internally. *’We had sex… **He marked me.**’*

A million thoughts run wild in my mind, so many emotions coursing through me I couldn’t sort them out.

*We are **Mates.** There is no undoing this now.*

I rub my neck, my breathing growing heavier and my face going pale.*’What will my father say when he sees the mark? **WHAT WILL HE DO?!**’*

You big idiot! Why didn’t I think this through! I let the heat get to my head! Was this all the mate bond, controlling my logic?

“Oh no, no no no.” I jump up, rushing to the bathroom as if my father already knew and was coming here to *kill* me now. I slip my clothes back on, tossing the lewd dress from the floor into my bag, then quickly gathering the rest of my things.

“What is it? Are you okay?” Leon asks, making me jump, worry bleeding into his voice. He clears his throat, and sits on the edge of the bed pulling his underwear up quickly.

I frantically rush around, throwing my things into my bag, my eyes glazed over while I speak to my wolf. *’Lucia, we have to get home, **now.**’* I feel a knot in my throat, my heart and mind racing faster than light.

*’Why? He doesn’t own us. Besides, what’s done is done! He is **ours** now, and we are **his**, permanently.’* She almost trots around as she flaunts our newfound confidence, thanks to the bond. The Alpha blood in me begins to boil angrily, then guilt takes over.

I hadn’t had the chance to tell Leon who I really am yet. I mean… I had chances. Yet I had been too afraid of his rejection of me, to say anything.

I’ve basically lied to him, or rather withheld extremely important information. The two are almost the same thing.

*’He is our mate, he will understand. He will love us either way. Do not be afraid, we can trust him.’* Lucia urges me softly, as if she were next to me giving me a gentle push. Something inside me says otherwise, wanting to get up and run away. Run far away.

Guilt towards him begins to consume me, my chest tightening as if my heart had been swallowed. Tears threaten my eyes, my hands slowing their movements. I hadn’t even noticed Leon rubbing my shoulders, trying to comfort me.

“Octavia. *What's going on?*” He grabs my hands gently, placing them on his chest, against his racing heart.

“He is going to kill me..” I manage to choke, crouching down into the fetal position. My eyes well up, tears streaming down my face. I sniff, losing control over the dark feelings growing inside me while my shoulders shake with sobbs. I could feel his concern, *his worry for me.* It was only making things worse.

Leon bends down to rub my back, his feelings flooding themselves into my mind. Mixing with my own, yet still distinguishable as his. He’s confused, sad, and longing for something. His large hands rub the skin on my back, exposed from my tank top.

“Octavia… whos is **he?**” He lifts my chin, forcing my eyes to meet his. More guilt ties me down, choking me underneath all the tears.

“Leon… if I…” I cover my face, slowly moving away from Leon. Trying to control my sobs, and speaking quietly. “If I told you everything, you would hate me.”

I feel the anger inside him rise, pressuring me unknowingly.

He lifts me to the edge of the bed, before kneeling in front of me and placing his hand on my knee. I watch him through my fingers, attempting to hide my messy face from him.

Slowly, I lower my hands. Stress eats me alive, fear crawling out of my depths.

“I…” I hesitate for a moment, chewing on my lower lip nervously. “I should have thought.. I mean.. *My Father.* He… isn’t going to be happy, that.. that we have mated.”

Confused, He tilts his head. “What do you mean? I'm an Alpha, a very well known and powerful one at that. I doubt he could be disappointed about that?” He chuckles, obviously not seeing how serious this really is. My eyes fix themselves to him, blankly. I take a deep breath and prepare myself for the shock of his reaction.

“I am.. also Alpha blood.” I avert my eyes, looking down to the carpet beside us.

“I'm the heir of the of the Red Moon pack.” I push the suffocating feeling down, attempting to hold myself like a real Alpha. I watch Leon's green gaze, now helplessly shocked, hoping for some sort of signal. Some type of calm.

“I am Octavia Elliot, Eldest child of Alpha Felix and Luna Delle. Next to Lead the Red Moon pack.” I clarify, sitting up a bit straighter. Feeling my wolf pride step forward for this. My aura bleeds out, as if it had been held in and suffocated for too long. It had, not because of Leon, but because I have been brainwashed for too long.

All I sense from him is complete confusion and shock, mixed with a little pang of pain. I could understand why he was hurt, I won’t lie by saying it didn’t shock me when he said he was the Infamous Midnight Blue Alpha. But this was different, it was too late.

Suddenly a low growl emits from his throat, causing me to snap my neck towards him in fear. His muscular shoulders scrunched up painfully, his hands clawing at his head in an urgent pattern.

“Why..” he growls heavily, looking up at me, his sharp claws protruding from his fingers angrily and digging into the wood flooring. When our eyes meet, a heavy wave of despair and shame washes over him, his pupils growing large and dark as he howls disturbingly. *He’s fighting with himself.*

My ears ring with panic, all the color washing from my face in an instant. His claws go swinging, crashing into the furniture around us, shattering every object they meet with. He seems to struggle, fighting with his wolf side, becoming weaker as he tries to hold it down. I stand frozen for a moment, unsure of what I should do.

One thought comes to my mind..

*Run.*

I dive for my bag quickly, swinging it over my shoulder and attempting to squeeze past him in a hurry. The only thought coursing through me, was to find a way to *escape*… or somewhere to hide until the initial shock coursed through him.

I dash towards the elevator, his heavy body mid-shift and banging around behind me as he howls continually. I smash the button to the elevator's huge metal doors many times, in an attempt to hurry its opening up. Before I can react, his claws smash into the wall just a few inches from my face, as he struggles to stand on two legs.

I freeze in place, watching him wobble around dizzily above me.

“No.. no!” He growls, swinging towards me in a frenzy as the elevator dings. Pain sears through my cheek as his claw tears my flesh, tears start to stream from my eyes as I stumble back into the elevator doors, now opening. I stand there in shock, blood and tears rolling down my face.

He grabs ahold of the sides of the elevator doors, sweat dripping from his hair, when he finally stops struggling. He looks up at me, weak and confused, when horror consumes his expression.

“Via.. no..” He mumbles, stumbling back and kneeling on the floor, completely distraught. He sobs, my ears ringing in response.

*’We have to leave. **Now**’* I speak to Lucia, my heart breaking into a million pieces. I needed to protect myself, and leave. Everything else could get sorted out later.

*’But our mate… he isn’t okay.’* She whimpers, cowering in the back of my mind. I press the first floor level button, sighing heavily, the pain in my chest growing.

I glance at him one last time as the doors of the elevator begin to shut. His eyes watery and bloodshot, he watches me helplessly.

“Goodbye, Leon.” I state, my voice cracking as I feel the pain from my chest well up in my throat.