Chapter 23: Chapter 23

The repulsive look on Allan’s face takes me aback and I am left looking at him with a confused look. I forgot that the trip ended yesterday and today is Saturday so everyone is back. I feel guilty that I forgot to even send him a text. I look up at him with worried eyes when I remember that he did not know about Isaac’s idea to go for a little holiday.

"What happen-" Dylan asks me upon seeing my expression change but then turns around and notices Allan behind him.

"Alla-" he storms off heading upstairs before I can get to finish.

"What happened to him?" Dylan asks plopping down on one of the seats.

I shrug not knowing what is wrong with my best friend. I have a feeling that he is upset because he did not know about me going away with Isaac. He is also probably more upset over not finding me home after coming back.

"Hey, I'm going to talk to him. If Isaac comes back tell him I'll catch up with him later." I say heading up the stairs.

"That's if I don't forget."

"Don't forget."

I hear Dylan shout something back but I keep my focus on finding out what is going on with Allan. I hurriedly rush up the stairs and through the hallway until I am standing in front of Allan’s room. I knock softly on Allan's door but he does not open it, so I slowly open the door and enter his room. I step in his room and stare up at Allan who is fuming and pacing about in the room. I step in front of him to stop him from pacing furthermore.

"Allan, what's wrong."

He does not respond, just keeps looking at me with anger in his eyes with a frown on his face. The anger in his eyes looks foreign and for the first time it is directed towards me.

"Did I do something wrong?" I ask, now growing worried.

Still no answer. He only keeps staring at me as though I committed the worst mistake in the history of mistakes. It hurts me when I see the look of disappointment in his eyes as he shakes his head and then starts pacing again. He turns around and looks at everything but me.

"Allan tell me what's wrong." I say but it comes out a bit too angered. I am sorry if I get a bit angry because I am not getting answers to my questions.

I tend to be very persistent when needed and he knows that. Ignoring me will not sort out anything and I will end up with the answers at the end of everything. I will still walk out with the answers to my questions and he knows that.

He lets out a huge sigh and runs his hand through his hair before turning to face me with a scowl.

"Why were you with that asshole?" He finally speaks and I am taken aback by the anger lacing his voice.

I know that he is angry but the anger in his voice is more than I bargained for and it makes it worse since the anger is not directed to anybody else but me.

"Who?" I ask knowing the answer.

"God damnit Aleisa, you know who I'm talking about!" Now I am definitely taken aback, I have never seen Allan this angry especially at me. "Do you know how angry I was when I came back ready to hug my best friend only to find out she went away with the guy who caused her pain?"

"I'm sorry," I let out, at a loss of words. "He apologized and we kind of have things sorted out now." I say with a smile remembering how I lay in Isaac's arms last night.

Everything was perfect from when I was blushing because of his cocky replies and eating all his snacks to being wrapped around Isaac’s arms but the morning was anything but. Waking up to another wave of heat was not my plan of how I would start the day and seems like the day only continues to be full of surprises. From finding out that we have to come back home and then finding my parents at home and now Allan is upset with me for going away with my mate. How many surprises can I take in 24 hours?

"Sorted out." He scoffs. "Don't forget he is the same one who caused you pain. Don't tell me you gave in immediately he showed you some beautiful place and told you some touching shit about his past." He exclaims.

Part of that did happen, well he showed me a beautiful garden, a beach, a cool tree house and also shared a part of his part but that is not why I fully forgave him. Things are sorted out but not fully sorted out between us, I am not even yet to take the leap with him but I am happy with what we have at this point. I will let him mark me when I am ready but I am not yet sure as of now.

"He did, didn't he?" Allan scoffs in disbelief as he shakes his head disapprovingly.

"Allan, you know I wouldn't fall for some shitty lies. He asked for forgiveness and explained why he did it in the first place.” I explain with a stern look.

I cannot believe that he thinks that I would be so gullible. I also thought Isaac had no reason to be forgiven but these past few days, I have seen him at his lowest and other parts of him that he does not show often. Allan has no right to think that I would just forgive Isaac for some stupid and sappy story.

"So apparently there is a reasonable explanation for rejecting your mate and causing her pain?"

"Allan, don't be like that. If you don't trust him at least trust my word." I say with pleading eyes. I respect his protectiveness and that is why I am not letting my anger surface up over his words.

"Don't use those eyes on me you know I always give in." He groans.

"Please, I know it's hard to trust him but I'll explain everything when I have time, now can I just hug my best friend because I just spent a week without him and I missed him."

"Okay." He Huffs. "But just because I have agreed doesn't mean I like him. I'm going to break him if a tear rolls down your cheek because of him."

Without another word I pull Allan into a bone crashing hug but honestly between you and me he just pretends to be out of breath, I know the hugs do not have an effect on him. That is why I love my best friend because he is overprotective and loving.

I pull out of the hug and smile up at him. “I need to talk to mum and dad but I promise that I will fill you in later.” I tell him as I start walking towards the door.

Allan chuckles and nods. “Yah, Alpha Sullivan was quite mad when he arrived and found that you weren’t around.”

I let out a small giggle and close the door and walk back downstairs. I know that I might seem selfish but I am actually glad that my dad is talking to Isaac first. He was probably fuming and worried when he found his daughter missing but I bet that Mom was there to calm him. I close the distance between the couch and I as I settle down on it and look up at Dylan who is scrolling on his phone.

I look up when I hear a small sound and smile when I see Peyton’s little nephew walking over to me. I let out my hands and place him on the couch next to me. He gives me a toothy smile, some of his teeth missing which makes me chuckle lightly.

“Hey!” I wave at him. “What’s your name?” I ask him after I remember that I never got his name the last time I saw him.

“Charlie.” His small voice makes me smile even wider. Oh my goddess, he is such a cutie.

“Mm, Charlie.” I test his name on my tongue and smile when it comes out perfect. “Want a snack?” I ask him and wiggle my eyebrows suggestively. The excited look on his face makes me laugh.

I carry him in my arms as I walk over to the kitchen. I wonder where Peyton is and why Charlie is walking around all alone. I settle him on the counter and open the cabinets and grab a jar of peanut butter and look for the bread and jam.

“PB and J?” I hand him the sandwich with a smile.

“Don’t trade your manners to the kid too,” Dylan yells from the living room. “This pack can’t handle two gluttons.”

I glare up at him from my position behind the counter.

“Shut the hell up Dylan.”