The Wrong Alpha - A Twist of Fate?

Chapter 12 - LILAH

I had somehow got home without being seen, struggling with the pain from my clearly broken arm, hoping it would start to heal soon, knowing that while I was a werewolf, and we were quicker at healing, I had yet to meet my wolf, so my quickest healing ability wouldn't be there just yet, I had a few months before that was there.

But I had to make sure this was hidden from everyone, so I would have to avoid being around people and keep it strapped up when I was on my own... or maybe I could fake a fall and get it seen to properly... I pondered.

Maybe that was a better option, I thought. Yeah, I'll do that tomorrow. I put myself gingerly to bed, doing my best not to lay on my arm. I was in absolute agony in so many ways.

Today ended up being so different to what I was thinking at this time yesterday. This time yesterday I was dreaming of Logan declaring we were mates, and instead, here I was pushed to the side, being told he was with Anya...

Anya. Anya, who now seems determined to make my life a living hell when I wasn't doing anything wrong.

I know I have to let him go. I know it will be hard. I don't want to, but I know I have to, and I will. It's him following me. Him not wanting to let me go. Him trying to kiss me. Him acting like he still wants to keep me around and carry on like nothing has changed. Yet she wants to hurt me... and hurt me she had.

I winced in pain as I shifted in bed. I wasn't sure just how much sleep I would get tonight. I thought I would marry him. I thought we would have a big ceremony to celebrate us being mates... the pack would be so happy with them all predicting this for so long...

I began to sob, the pain in my heart was unbearable. How was I meant to cope with this? Would this ever go away? He was mine! He was always meant to be mine. He was meant to be my mate, not hers. How did the moon goddess get that wrong?

I thought we would have pups. Running the pack together as a strong Alpha and Luna. The sobs were coming harder and heavier as sleep took over my thoughts.

"UP!" my Dad's voice boomed, my door banging open, waking me instantly. I opened my eyes. The sun was shining around the edges of my curtains, so it must be morning now.

I must have managed to sleep, probably cried myself to sleep more like. I realized sadly it was not a hellish dream... no looks like yesterday was the start of our ongoing reality... I mused.

"What?" I asked my Dad, still sleepy, not appreciating the way in which he had chosen to wake me.

"Downstairs in five, Lilah. We need to talk" he said, walking out without another word. Ok I am clearly in trouble, probably for leaving the party. Still no need to come banging into my room...

I slid myself from the bed, pain shooting through my arm as I did.

Fuck I forgot about that. I need to get that checked. I had best think of a way to get taken to hospital, and maybe out of trouble too, considering even expecting me there at the party was unreasonable...

I got up, grabbed some underwear, a pair of yoga pants and a crop top and went to the bathroom. I awkwardly and very painfully had a shower. The pain was so bad I couldn't even lift my arm now, so there was no question of me leaving it to heal on its own.

I needed it checking over. Without my wolf, it wouldn't heal quicker, and my wolf wasn't coming for a few months yet, until I turned seventeen. So, after washing my hair one-handed and awkwardly washing my body without moving my right arm, I came out of the shower and dried myself off and struggled once again, this time to get in my clothes.

I need pain relief, but worse to come yet... I tell myself as I think ahead to my plan. I tie my hair into a ponytail, almost an impossibility with one fully functioning arm and the other in agony, and walk to the top of the stairs,

Dreading having to speak to my Dad knowing he was clearly angry with me, which meant Alpha must have been angry too. But first I had to get my arm seen to, the pain was unbearable, so I had to find a way to get it checked, so I threw myself down the stairs.

"Lilah!!"my mum squealed, coming running to the bottom of the stairs. My dad soon followed.

I had bounced and rolled most of the way down. Fortunately, I had been quite good in gym and in fighting training, so I knew how to fall, but I needed to get my arm checked and this was the only thing I could think of. It was the only place hurting when I landed, other than my butt throbbing, so I was sure I hadn't caused any other injuries.

I grabbed my arm " I think I done something to my arm when I fell" I said, looking up at them, both looking down at me clearly worried, but there was somewhat of a look of relief on their faces when I spoke to them.

"No other injuries though sweetheart?"my Dad asked, "you didn't hit your head?" he squatted down, so he was level with me. I shook my head.

He touched my arm, trying to move it about, and I flinched in pain as he went to try to lift it. "Yeah we need to get her checked at the hospital Sadie" he told my Mum. Thank goddess, I thought, as he helped me up and led me to the car.

"What did you do?" he asked as we drove to the pack hospital which was on the other side of camp.

"I wasn't paying attention when coming to the top of the stairs, I guess, and missed the top step and fell..." I lied hoping that seemed believable "I must have fallen funny on it as I was coming down."

"Always so clumsy Lilah" he smiled, "Sorry for shouting, maybe it was my fault you were distracted." He looked at me guiltily.

I did feel bad for lying, but I couldn't think of any other way of getting my arm checked without telling them what had happened and Anya was going to make out I was the one causing trouble and I didn't want that to happen.

"It's fine Dad" I reassured him "I have got a fair bit on my mind right now."

"Yeah I can imagine. I'm sorry. Alpha wasn't happy you left the party early..."

"I figured. But I came and did what he asked me to, showed everyone I accepted her. I hoped that was enough. It was too difficult Pops." I explained.

My Dad looked at me as he pulled into the hospital car park, a look of sadness on his face. "I know it's a lot to ask Del" he stepped out of the car, and walked round to help me out of the passenger seat. "Let's go see what damage you've done"

The Pack Dr did a thorough check of my arm, and my body too, after my Dad had a melt down explaining I'd fallen downstairs, and he hadn't seen where I'd hit on the way down.

It turned out I had broken my arm, a break across the bone in my lower arm, probably from when she had it twisted around, and up against my back. Not that anyone else knew that other than me and her...

So my arm would be in a cast for the next 6 weeks. She would know I had come for treatment.

"Lilah?!" I heard Logan's voice from behind me as my Dad and I approached our car to head home.

"Logan, we're just going home" my Dad pointedly says to him.

"I wanted to check she was ok. My Dad said Auntie Sadie linked to say Lilah had fallen and been brought to hospital. I came straight away. Is everything ok?"

The sad thing was he genuinely sounded like he truly cared and wanted to make sure I was ok. Best not let Anya hear that, or she'll not like it, I think.

"You have a mate to care for now, Logan. We can take care of Lilah. It's a broken arm. Nothing a few days of rest won't help" my Dad looked sharply at him. Before helping me in the car. He knew too how hard I was finding this. He's trying to protect me, bless him.

'Lilah, please don't avoid me' Logan links as my Dad began to drive away from him. 'I was really worried about you. Just because you aren't my fated mate doesn't change the connection we have, that we have built between us...' I block his link, so he can't send anymore, not wanting to hear anything else from him. As my Dad and I drive in silence home.

The next few days literally passed with me alternating between sleeping and crying the days away.

I stay in my room as much as I can, not wanting to see anyone, the pain is too much. I began to think again of ways to end my life, ways to escape this pain as I didn't think I could carry on this way...

My Mum and Dad left me to it for those few days, obviously giving me the time I needed. I had so many missed calls and messages from Logan telling me he was worried about me.

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Lilah

Please can we talk?

Logan

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Boo

I am missing you.

We might not be together anymore, but it isn't stopping me hurting and needing my friend.

L

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Del

I love you

L xx

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Lilah

Please, haven't seen you in days, this is torture, please.....

We surely can still be friends?

Logan xx

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Baby,

I need to see you please....

Answer my calls...

L xx

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I couldn't believe he was still trying all this on me. I wanted to scream each time he messaged me, but seeing his messages just hit me harder the loss I was feeling at losing him as it made me realize maybe he was struggling as much as me...

It took all my strength to fight the instinct to message him back, to tell him I still loved him too, that I missed him, that I wanted to see him.

He had his mate there, now he'd met her he shouldn't want anyone else. That's how it was supposed to work, right? The messages just added to my reasons for crying.

Indie had messaged too

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Hey baby doll,

Heard you fell and broke your arm, not very clever, always so clumsy lol.

Your mum said you were taking it easy for a few days. Hope to see you soon.

Love ya

Ind x

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I had replied to her, so she knew I didn't feel up to talking right now.

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Hey Indie

Yeah, I got myself good. Lol.

Don't feel like talking much right now, too much going on in my head. Logan won't leave me alone. All this is so hard, hurting so bad.

Love ya too

Del

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Indie must have known I needed space and respected that I had said I didn't feel like talking much, leaving me alone.

But by day four my Mum came into my room, opened the curtains and said "Right Lilah, you're going to help your Dad at the office, keep your mind busy. You've had enough time sitting in your room now, I think."

"But Mum, I don't.." I began.

"Not up for discussion" she said as she left the room. "Get showered, I'll be driving you shortly".

Looks like I had no other option but to get up and get on with everything as if nothing had changed. I dragged myself from bed, taken a shower and got dressed. Throwing on a pair of jeans, a tank top and sneakers. Mum came upstairs to help me plait my hair, seeing as it was difficult right now with just one arm working.

"Let's get you to the office, your Dad said he would grab breakfast for you and have it ready there for you" Mum smiled at me as we left the room and headed to the front door.

I wasn't looking forward to going out, being back in the pack house. This was the first time since all the stuff with Logan finding out Anya was his mate, the first time I'd be seeing Alpha Grayson since the party too. I was dreading it all. I wanted to disappear...

Before I knew it, we were at the doorway to the packhouse, and my Mum pushed open the door. "Mmm I can already smell the breakfast your Pops has sorted for you, I hope he made sure there was some for too" she smiled, clearly trying to distract me.

She walked with me through the corridors to the offices, opening the doorway to my Dad's office, the Beta office. The office only a few days ago Logan had pulled me into to try to speak to me, had kissed me saying he still loved me. I want to go home...

I looked to walk away, but my Mum must have seen and took my hand, taking me into the office.

' You will be fine, Lilah. You are stronger than you know sweetheart.' My Mum linked to me squeezing my hand. 'You have me and your Dad here'

I sat down on the sofa opposite my Dad's desk. He looked up at me and smiled.

"I got your favourite sweetheart, bacon sandwiches, hash brown and coffees of course" he pointed to the food set out on his desk. It did smell delicious, I had to admit.

"Mmmmm I hope there is enough for me" my mum wrapped her arms round my Dad's neck affectionately. I avoided watching them and grabbed some food.

As I began to eat, the door to the office opened again, and Alpha Grayson walked in. "Good morning Lilah, your Dad said you would be coming in to help. Maybe once you graduate in summer, we can make it a more permanent role. You know how disorganized your Pops is." he smiled at me.

Is he just going to try and act like nothing happened the other night? Like everything is normal? The love I used to have for my Uncle had seriously diminished, as had the respect too.

"And I know how well you do in class with computers and all that." he added.

I smiled back "Thanks Uncle" hoping I wouldn't have to take him up on the offer, I didn't fancy working with him, and further down the line Logan when he had taken over as Alpha.

"You found your clumsy legs again too, I hear? Broken your arm, right? Don't think you ever managed to break a bone before, Del, so you done well this time" my Uncle teased.

He was clearly trying hard, too hard to make conversation and act normally.

“Are you feeling ok now? I did tell your Mum and Dad to make sure you took it easy for a few days, not been an easy few days for you, I know sweetheart." he came and squeezed me on the shoulder, as he headed to stand beside my Dad at the desk, looking at the papers next to him on the desk.

They muttered quietly between themselves, so I was unable to hear them. I just zoned out and focused on my food. "So make sure that gets done" Alpha Grayson stated, snapping me out of my daydream as he walked past me once again.

"I'll be seeing you soon no doubt, Lilah. There is quite a bit of filing I want to update to computers. Do you think you could help with that?" he asked.

Though the fact he carried on walking away made me think it was more a demand than a question. Looks like I am going to be busy...

I would be counting down the days until I went back to school after the holidays. Though it looked like they planned for me to be working here once I graduated too, so I may never get away unless I could find another job...

I sat for ages sorting though files, getting into quite a routine as I sorted, so it was an almost robotic procedure as I worked my way through them. When I was mid-way through, my Dad got called away to deal with an issue at the border along with Alpha Grayson, so I was left in his office working on my own.

I continued moving my way through the mass of files, almost in a trance. The office door opened. I didn't look up, assuming it was my Dad back from what he was doing.

"Hey Lilah" a voice spoke up. I recognized it instantly as Logan.

I had hoped I would manage not to see him today.

"I hoped I would get to see you. I have missed you" he said almost desperately.

"Logan please, you shouldn't be here" I said, not even looking up from what I was doing.

"But I want to see you, it's been days already, you won't answer my calls or messages, your Mum and Dad won't let me see you, I miss you boo...." He sounded almost desperate. "I had to think of something..."

Wait...What?! What he said just registered with me.

I quickly looked up. "What? Did you make up something happening on the border they had to go to?!" I looked at him in shock.

Surely he wasn't missing me that badly and that desperate to see me was he?!

"I just lied about a rogue report, warriors are out training, so I knew Dad would want to be out there checking... I ignored him when he tried getting in touch with me. Then I didn't need to go too, so I could come and see you." he explained, like it made total sense.

This is unreal! What was he thinking?! He's not thinking, that's probably the thing...

"Logan, that's bad" I say.

"But I needed to see you Lilah, it's been days, I needed to see you were ok. I know things aren't the same now, but I will always care for you Lilah. Hearing you were hurt scared me. I missed you, I miss kissing you. I miss holding you. I still love you..." he goes to lean forward.

I assume to touch me, and when he does his shirt lowers slightly, and I notice a mark where his neck meets his collar bone...

A mark that can mean only one thing... A mating mark... They completed the mating bond. He is saying all this to me, yet he didn't stop twice in completing his mating with his new mate.

No. No. No! I don't want this. For the second time in a matter of a few days, I walked out of my Dad's office away from Logan without looking back.