Chapter 7: Chapter 7

I stir up from my sleep when a cold hand taps my bare arm. I rub my eyes with fisted hands and stare up at my mother who is seated on the bed and waiting for me to wake up completely. After letting out a yawn and successfully rubbing off the sleep, I give my mother an annoyed smile. She knows just how much I treasure my sleep and that I do not like being woken up but she always does it, the woman has a problem. Sleep is also a way for me to get away from all my thoughts that are clouded with him.

“Mom,” I groan as I rest my back on the headboard and stare at her through tired eyes. “It’s not yet dinner time.”

“I know Aleisa.” She responds and she shuffles closer to me. “I just want us to talk, girl to girl.” I mentally groan at the talk we are about have.

She had been silent for the last two weeks and would only tell me comforting words when I was going to school, deep down I knew that she would want to talk. Being the Luna of The Crescent pack, she would be worried about any member of the pack but additionally being her daughter, it is a whole different situation.

I remember once when she sat me down in Father’s office and wanted to know if I was going through depression because of the color of my clothes, it was an absolute waste of time because there was nothing that I was depressed about. Not to forget the time when she gave us the ‘talk’ and to add on to the embarrassment, Allan and Dylan were there too. Dylan had teased me for over a week about how the daddy chicken and mummy chicken come together to make an egg. Talk about cringey.

This girl to girl talk does not sound any better than the chicken talk. I know that she wants to talk about the recent happenings, my mate and I and considering how much time I have been spending in my room and treasuring my solitude, she must think that I am depressed. I close my eyes and give myself a mental talk, to prepare mind for whatever she wants to say. There is a lot of things that need to be talked about, between Isaac and I but I do not think that I am getting any closure soon enough.

“Mom, I’m fine.” I try to get out of the situation, though I know that nothing is going to change her mind.

“No, I’ve put this off and given you enough time.” Her voice is more determined and she pulls my hand onto her laps and encloses it with both her soft and cold hands.

“Why are your hands so cold?” I fake a shudder and smile.

“You aren’t getting out of this.” She gives me a reprimanding stare and I groan. “Is my baby okay?”

I run my hand over my free face until it escapes down into my dark hair. Am I okay? I do not know, with every passing moment, all I wish for is to be with him and tell him that I forgive him but at the same time I want to kick him so hard, bust his nose and entirely ignore his presence. But how the heck am I supposed to do that when the aura of his presence and stare is always looming around me and clouding my senses.

“I don’t know.” I answer truthfully and my stomach churns because of all the emotions that had settled but have now been awaken.

My head is starting to hurt because of all this thinking.

“Oh Honey,” She pulls me into a soft hug and rubs my back. I finally notice the streak of tears falling down my face. My vision is blurred due to the tears building up and falling, I close my eyes and breathe in my Mom’s scent, calming down my emotions and nerves a bit.

“I know that it hurts but the Moon Goddess does not make mistakes.” She pulls away and wipes the tears on my cheeks with her thumbs. “Say its fate, okay. Everything will work out, it always does when it comes to mating.” Her soft voice calming and soothing my untamed and pent up emotions.

“Nothing seems to be close to being okay.” I mutter and wipe away the falling tears with the back of my hand. “Goddess, I have cried more over these few days than when I was in my diapers.” I let out a small chuckle.

“Crying is okay, honey.” She runs her hand through my hair. “It shows that you are strong and you are going to stand up again.”

I do not want to stand up again if I know that I am going to fall again and the worst part is that I have no one to catch me and hold me. The one supposed to catch me is the one who is responsible for my fall. I stay silent as my mother pets my hair and wipes away my tears.

“You are going to walk out of this stronger.” Her voice holding a promise. “That boy is going to regret what he has done, whether alpha or not.” She says and I let out a small breath.

No lie about that. He is already regretting it and he does not look okay. The pained expression on his look flashes through my mind again.

“What do you say about helping me buy some things from the supermarket for dinner?” Her smile makes me nod, I quickly stand up from the bed and pull on some descent clothes and wipe away the tear stains on my face.

I could surely use some retail therapy. For food.

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“We are not putting gummy worms in Lasagna.” My mum exclaims as I daunt behind her and stare at the pack of gummy worms yearningly.

“What about Skittles?” I suggest and only get a groan in response.

“God, this was a bad idea.” She mutters as she wheels the cart further into a different aisle.

This has been going on forever. She keeps on dismissing and neglecting my need for candy and snacks. We have been wheeling and walking through the local supermarket for more than half an hour and I was more than willing to chop off my legs. She could not decide on what she wanted, which led us to keep circling the store like lost people. In the whole thirty minutes, she has not even thought of buying a snack for me. I am really hoping this dinner will be worth all of this suffering because I refuse to keep my stomach growling. Okay no, I cannot manage.

“Mum, I’m still going to grab a snack and you are paying.” I say stubbornly and turn around, stomping away dramatically.

“Aleisa Sullivan!” I keep walking away forward even after she shouts out to me. “I am not paying.” I flash her an innocent smile and turn into the aisle filled with different snacks and delectable.

Whoa! So much candy and snacks and I am not paying for it. It was her mistake to grab me along and right now I just feel like drowning myself in all the snacks aligned on the shelves. I look at the snickers and smile but my eyes zone up to the chips that are on top. My mouth literally waters at the chocolates that I am going to devour soon enough. My hand reaches out to the pack of Doritos but another hand covers mine and grabs it instead. I turn to the side to stare at the owner of the huge and calloused hand that was covering mine.

I glare at the man and look at the pack of Doritos that are still in his grasp. I study the Man’s features that look everything like trouble and the red lights in my head light up when I smell a wolf. I did not think that I would bump into other werewolves so soon, sure there are a lot of packs in this part of the world but I was not ready to meet any of them especially the rogue ones. He is definitely a rogue, judging by his scent and the sinister look on his face. I feel nowhere near comfortable with this man still gripping at my wrist and staring me down.

I shake his hand off with my free hand without breaking the glare. “It’s not nice to grab a girl’s food.” I say in between clenched teeth.

This man makes my blood boil and I do not know why except for the fact that he just grabbed my pack of Doritos. Sure it is not yet mine since I have not paid for it but my argument still stands, this guy is a jerk.

His loud chortle makes my glare soften and turn into a questioning look. “Mother Luna is so full of surprises.” The way he says Luna makes me shudder, as if he has a secret or there is more to his words.

Before I can retort or slap some senses into him, he walks away with my pack in his hands. I look at his retreating form and glare at his back though he cannot see me.

“Aleisa.” I turn to face my mother and I smile at her. “I thought you were grabbing every type of snack.” She says and her eyes turn to my empty hands. “I guess I was wrong.” She laughs.

I grab another pack of Doritos and a chocolate bar before turning to my mother with a small smile. She just smiles and puts the snacks in the cart before adding a few snacks for herself. I take the opportunity to add a few other snacks while she is not looking, might as well as use the situation to my advantage.

I find mind drifting back to the weird and creepy man. Something about him was eerily familiar and I still cannot pin point it.