Chapter 19

(Alexander POV)

That night I held Amelia as she cried until she became too tired and eventually fell asleep. I didn’t move all night, because I wanted her to know she wasn’t alone. When the light of early morning began to leak through the window it shined a golden glow on Amelia’s face. In that moment I felt like no matter how many times I see her face she will always look like the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I never thought I would be able to call such a beautiful creature mine. Now I could only hope that Owen would realize how badly she needs us and decide to stick around. I never want to see her cry like that again, and especially not because of one of us.

I ran my fingers through Amelia’s hair for a little while before she began to stir and look up at me.

“Morning.” I say softly.

She smiles a little before turning to hide her face in my chest.

“I don’t want to get up.” I hear her muffled voice say.

“You don’t have to.” I say rubbing her back gently.

She turns to look up at me again and I can see her expression is still sad.

“Do you think he left?” She asks me, her eyes filling with tears once more.

“I know he is still here; he would be crazy to leave you. Also, I would drag him right back and make him stay if he even tried!” I say shaking a fist in the air.

She laughed a little before her smile fell again.

“I'm scared.” She says.

She doesn’t specify what she is scared of, but I could only imagine it was a lot of things.

“My parents hated me because of what I am, and now I am afraid that others will hate me if I fail. I don’t know why the fates picked me, but I am not sure I can live up to what they want me to become. I had cut off my wolf for my whole life, pushing her away because I was afraid to show that side of me and now, I am one of the most powerful wolves alive and I feel weaker than ever. I just don’t know if I can be this warrior that I am meant to become. I have never even fought back before….” Her voice trailed off.

“What do you mean fought back?” I ask her.

I felt her body tense in my arms before she moves to sit up.

“I guess it would be a good idea to tell you more about my past. Even though I would rather act like that it never happened.” She says nervously fidgeting.

Whatever she wanted to tell me; I had a feeling I was not going to like it. Before she could begin, the door to her room opened and Owen walked in.

“Tell both of us.” He says walking toward her and sitting beside her.

She let out a shaky breath and wrapped her arms around his neck, crying in what I am guessing, is relief. Owen wraps his arms around her and holds her tightly, and in that moment, I didn’t feel jealous for once. I was glad. I was glad he decided to stay and be here with her. I also made a promise to myself to try and not chase him away, because seeing how heartbroken Amelia was last night was enough to tell me how much she needed Owen. I still hated wolves, and I knew this was not going to be easy, but I was going to push down my ego and make this work. But if that guy tried to run again, I would break his legs.


(Amelia POV)

After I had cried in happiness that Owen hadn’t left, I prepared myself to tell them about my family. I was sure Liam had told Owen some things since they had been friends for years now but there was a lot even Liam didn’t know. He had finally found happiness, so when we would talk, I tried not to worry him.

“So, I am sure, Liam may have told you about our mother Owen, but she was a lot worse once Liam left. I tried not to tell Liam everything she did to me when he left because he had found Olivia and they were so happy together I didn’t want to ruin that.” I began but paused to swallow back the urge I had to cry again.

“He said your mother is a human and she wasn’t very fond of the wolf community.” Owen said.

That was an understatement.

“Yes, my father was a werewolf and my mother was human. He left us when he met his mate and my mother fell apart after that. She would drink a lot and she was violent when she was drunk. After a year or so she met someone and she seemed happy but after they were married, he found out what we were when Liam accidently shifted in front of him. I guess my mother had not told him that we were werewolves. My stepdad and Liam fought a lot and it often became physical. When Liam said he was leaving, my mother was furious and asked my stepdad to stop him. Liam shoved him into a wall before running that night and driving straight to your pack. He thought I would be safe since I was quiet and never really got in trouble. But once he was gone, they turned their anger toward me. I tried hard to keep them happy but when they were drunk, they would…beat me. After one really bad night, I called Liam and told him what happened. The doctor said that the broken glass bottle cut almost too close to my eye, and that if it happened again, I could lose my eye all together. I knew it was time to get out of there. Liam had begged me to move to his pack for a while, but I was too afraid to until that fight. That had been the last straw and I made plans to leave shortly after.” I explain.

“Why did you not move into the pack with Liam?” Owen asked.

“I had never even shifted before. My bond with my wolf was weak at best! It didn’t feel like I would belong there, so I decided to wait.” I say feeling a little guilty.

“You would have been welcomed no matter what. Especially since you are my mate, they would have to welcome you!” Owen assured me.

“I know that now, but then I didn’t know too much about mates or the mate bond so it didn’t even cross my mind that my mate would be a part of your pack. Liam had invited me to come to visit the day after I arrived but then that night, I had the vision and well everything has just been a mess since.” I say dropping my head.

“I admit I wish we had met the way we did in the vision.” Owen said earning a surprised look from me.

“But how…?” I start to ask.

“Isa was able to show me. She said I needed to know what you were fighting so hard for, and that I should be fighting a little harder too. I’m so sorry Amelia that I acted like such a jerk, you should never have to worry that I will leave you. You should feel like you could always trust me, and I ruined that. I’m sorry.” Owen says looking to me for forgiveness.

As much as it hurt to hear the things he had said, I understood them. So, I couldn’t be mad at him, if I too wanted to run from all this.

“It’s ok.” I say softly taking his hand in mine and intertwining our fingers.

He gives me a soft smile. “Thank you.”

With that settled, my stomach decided to remind me that I had barely eaten since we arrived, and I needed to do something about it. Alexander and Owen both laughed at the growl that my stomach made.

“Let’s feed you!” Owen said standing but not letting go of my hand.

We began to walk away but I turned and offered my other hand to Alexander.

“Oh well I don’t really eat.” Alexander said trying to find an excuse to let me and Owen go alone.

“That’s ok! Come with us now and when we are finished, I will be sure you are fed as well.” I say offering him a small wink.

His eyes grew slightly in realization and he took my hand and the three of us walked out together.