Chapter 27: Chapter 27

"Ha! What was that Caleb?!" I exclaim loudly jumping up and down after beating Caleb for the fifth time.

Right now we are in what seems to be like a game room or something. It has a typical boy touch to it with the usual flat screen TV mounted onto the wall with a PlayStation set next to it. There is also other models of consoles that are set up on one of the large tables in the room

The room's walls are colored black and white with large glass windows like the rest of this house. I am now really starting to think that their interior designer really loves white and black but I am not complaining. It looks very uniform how one room has more black than white and then the next room has more white than black, like a pattern.

Apart from that the room also has a dartboard in the corner which I chuckled at when I saw it. The room also consists of a large space with a foosball table on the side, also chuckled at that. The rest of the room had some guy stuff I cannot recognize.

The room is also in a much worse state than a pigsty. I rolled my eyes at that. A few boxes of pizza were on the flow with what looked like a fleece blanket sprawled next to the mess. I also noticed a few dumbbells which was just stupid. What if someone tripped on them while doing their victory dance? In which in this case would be....

Yours truly....

"It was just a lucky 5-time win." He grumbles still looking at the screen.

"Then luck really loves being on my side." I reply innocently.

I keep dancing crazily around the room in front of my dear brother in law. Hmm, that sounds stupid...and what is more stupid is Caleb watch me do my victory dance five times for every win I have scored over him.

"Would you get out of my face?" He says annoyed.

"I wish I could but I don't want to." I exclaim and pretend to do the running man in front of the TV.

"Brother!" Caleb shouts at the top of his lungs.

Somewhere inside me I still look at him as that vulnerable little boy who saw his parents get murdered in front of him and I cannot help it but feel pity. The pity not because he does not have parents but because he had experienced his parents love for only a few years. Pity because he saw his parents get maimed at a young age.

But knowing that he has an older brother by his side makes me smile. I have no bone of doubt in my bone that Isaac makes a great brother, mother and father all in one but he forgot how to teach his kid how to not swear and keep away from crude comments. I do not know how many times he cussed throughout the game but he did it alright.

I can see the pain through his playful blue green eyes. He tries to hide his pain behind his playful behavior. We all have to admit it at a certain point, life could be an ass. We all go through the hard times and get knocked down but the way we come back maker more of a statement than anything else.

It happens when we least expect it and it hits at us like a heavy bag of weights has been dropped on your shoulders.....When our past mistakes come haunting us.... When we make decisions that will end up hurting us but only for 'the greater good'. -When the people we love enter oblivion and we cannot wake them out of it and even though their memories still live with us

When you lose your job and everything becomes shit because you cannot pay the fucking bills. When you receive the wrong ice-cream flavor or the wrong toppings on your pizza after waiting for an hour...

Or

When you hide behind a different personality because you are too consumed with pain...

Either way we all have different ways of handling our pain. It might be in a gentle or rough way but we still strive to get out of the darkness.

I look up when I hear loud footsteps and smile when I spot Isaac. He is in the room within a split second, after Caleb called for him, breathing heavily as though he just participated in a marathon.

"What?! Is anything the matter?" He asks worriedly and slightly on edge.

"No brother. Your mate was just starting to annoy me. She keeps whining that she misses you."

I look at Caleb and glare at him because of his lies but actually yes I did miss Isaac but I did not tell him that.

"She beat you, didn't she?" Isaac asks obviously knowing the answer.

"No, of course not."

"But I remember you acting the same when Mateo beat you."

"I did beat him afterwards and I'm gonna do the same to your pretty mate." Caleb replies. He was now smirking.

"You can't beat me" I reply with my own smirk.

"Round 6 then" Caleb suggests.

"I don't want to do this but I'm gonna do it to make you feel better about yourself." Caleb just rolls his eyes at my reply.

I look back at Isaac who looks amused and about to crack up at our antics, he walks over to me and places a kiss on my tempo before leaving the room to continue with whatever he was doing but not before Caleb could comment.

"Eww." Caleb cries out and I roll my eyes at his reaction. “Don’t do that in here.” His voices holding disdain.

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"How the heck did you just do that?" Caleb asks with disbelief.

"Let's just say I've trained my whole life for this moment." I shrug.

"Seriously six times....no way" Caleb says running a hand through his hair.

I have just beat Caleb for the sixth time in a row, in a day and I must say, I feel pretty good about myself even after crushing the poor boy’s feelings. I am sure that I have not even hurt him much, he just looks stunned over what has just transpired.

"I've got a stupid gamer as a brother and Allan."

"Oh....I'm gonna beat you one day but not today because I'm tired." Caleb says standing up and stretching.

I laugh at his excuse and throw him a mischievous grin.

"I can beat you any day." I say standing up and following Caleb who leads us to the kitchen.

"Cola?" Caleb asks grabbing two cans of cola. I nod in response and he tosses the can in my direction which I catch easily.

"Aleisa, how did Isaac and you meet?" Caleb asks drinking from his can.

I inwardly cringe at the memory but make sure to not show it. I try to think of why Caleb would ask me that. It is probably because Isaac did not mention anything to him. I also would not worry him if he was my little brother, he has already been through too much. As far as I am convinced, I know that he probably did not tell anyone else except for Alex.

"I met him at school on my first day after moving here from Canberra, Australia." I reply casually and try to avoid the toxic thoughts invading my mind of how every little action of his back then, hurt me.

"Wow, Australia?"

“Yah. Born and raised there." I take another gulp of the drink coolly and stare up at the fifteen year old looking at me with bright eyes.

"It sounds like some movie....the new girl finds her mate on her first day."

"Yah." I agree thinking of some movie setup.

I would have totally laughed if a person had told me that I was going to meet my mate after moving to the states on my first day of school. It sounded cliché but it did not feel like it. What I would have expected for cliché is along the lines of him sweeping me of my feet not rejecting me. I would not say that he rejected me since he just refused to acknowledge my existence and did not say the exact words to reject me.

The thought of him saying those words almost shakes my body…. “I Alpha Isaac Ayres, reject you, Aleisa Sullivan as my mate and the Luna of Mediam Noctem Sidus”…..

No! I mentally shake the thought out of my head. He did not do that and he would not do it now. We have settled everything out and are on the same page. Almost. I want to believe so much that I trust him and to let him mark me but there is something holding me back.

I have to trust him. I trust him! I need to trust him!

I look back up at Caleb who opens his mouth to say something but a loud crashing sound from the hallway makes him close his mouth and look at me. We both follow the sound of the noise and end up in front of a large door. Caleb and I stare at each other warily until he opens the door cautiously.

The first thing I see when Caleb opens the door is Isaac standing next to a broken book shelf and books that look frozen and scattered on the floor. Wait frozen? There is also a chair toppled on the shiny and well-polished wooden floor, the chair reminding me of the mess Isaac had created last time when his wolf had got out. Alex is standing behind a large desk which has papers and different office equipment stuffed on top of it, with his hands in his pockets calmly.

I acknowledge the room as Isaac’s office considering the large desk, chairs, the books in the room and the strong smell of paper in the room. It is really spacious, bearing in mind the furniture in the room that can probably hold a conference meeting and the tall glass windows that are touching the ground and revealing the green pastures and blue sky.

All my thoughts are disturbed when Alex who has been standing next to the desk utters something. "Caleb come on, let's go. Only she can calm him down."

I now notice how Isaacs’s eyes are now dark with anger and not their usual vibrant blue green color. Caleb’s face has a look of worry covering it but his shoulders slump and he looks at me with a nod before following Alex and closing the door behind them.

The fact that they just left me in her, just screams betrayal, it is like leaving you in front of a raging beast which in this case is my mate and I am supposed to calm him down. Maybe this is going to be easier than last time. Last time it was because of his ardor but this time his eyes are fully covered in anger.

I look at him breathing heavily, the anger clear on his face. What was their discussion that it made him this mad? He was smiling a while ago when he came to see Caleb and me but he is now fuming like crazy. I take cautious steps near him. He just stares at me blankly but growls whenever I take a last step.

Cool down beasty, Mama is here to calm you down.

I slowly place my hand on his chest, the erratic beating of his heart and rising of his chest, waking up wild bats in my stomach. I then my other hand, envelops him in a hug. In the normal sense he is the one enveloping me because of his large self and warm body but I have to take the credit at some point. His arms swathe around my waist and he bends down to breath in my scent. I calm down and smile when I feel him relax against my touch.

"It's okay." I reassure him, which is stupid because I do not know what is wrong or if it is going to be okay.

I pull bag from his arms and smile up at him when I notice that I his eyes have changed back to their normal color. He places a gentle kiss on my forehead and runs a hand through his hair. It is like he cannot keep away from me without little contact or even the lightest kiss.

"Cool down beasty?” His lips twitch up into a smile.

"Ignore that." I threaten with a small and flustered smile. "What made you that mad, is anything wrong?" I ask worriedly, deciding to focus on the more pressing matter.

"Nothing I can't handle." He replies and I am quick enough to notice the look of displeasure on his face and the slight tensing of his muscles.

I open my mouth to argue with his answer but he gives me a tired look, “I’ll tell you later.”

I shrug off my worry and continue hugging him. For now. Something must have surely pissed him off very bad if he lashed out at his book shelf and chairs with ice. I look down at the floor again and smile when I see the ice coating the books and wooden shelf. I have never seen him use his elemental gifts but just a mere glimpse of what he has done to his books makes me smile in anticipation.

“What a mess, isn’t it?" Isaac asks pulling out of our hug making me miss being in his hold. “What's the time?" he adds when I chuckle lightly.

"It's now half past six." I reply.

"Come on, let's go have a snack." He says carrying me again. Is he ever gonna get tired of carrying me.

"I doubt....I kind of like it especially the view." He replies.

"Stupid perverted twat."

He just laughs at my reply and continues walking.

"Aren't you supposed to clean up your mess, Twat?"

“I’ll call one of the cleaners to handle it." He says now placing me on the stool.

The action reminds me of our little moment just hours before and how Caleb screamed when he found us. It would have been funny if I was not the one caught in the 'moment.' I almost chuckle when I remember what had transpired but control it by biting the inside corner of my bottom lip. Don’t want Isaac getting more reasons to tease me.

Isaac hands me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, which I immediately devour cruelly. He is really warming up to me when it comes to food. I might not have to give him my eating schedule. Ha

"Come on let's go." Isaac stands up after finishing his sandwich.

"Where are we going?" I ask standing up from my own seat and following suit.

I follow Isaac who starts going up the stairs.

"To finish our "moment"." He replies with a smile, putting air quotes on "moment"

I glare at him for constantly reading my thoughts.