Guilt

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Chapter 3 Henry’s pov I remember when my baby sister was taken I was terrified, when Ella came bursting through the trees in a total panic and sobbing her heart out as she tried to tell her brother and I what had happened I went mad. Straight away, we sent out a mindlink and ran to look for her. They were far too quick and must have had scent suppressors or something because we couldn’t pick up a trace of them at all. I was furious at Ella for running and leaving her when she fought them to save her friend, and she just ran to save herself didn’t even try and link us wasting valuable time. We sent out search parties and notified the other packs, the king and the council about it but nothing helped to find her. My anger eventually subsided towards Ella 6 months later when I discovered on her 18th birthday that she was my mate, and I was so grateful to my baby sister for saving her life. We all still missed her and kept on praying that she was safe and that one day she would come home, after a year we started to give up hope then 2 we had pretty much come to the conclusion that she was most likely dead. When we got the news that she was found alive, it was the happiest day we had had in such a long time. Then the cold realisation set in when they said she had been sold to an Alpha and had been subjected to horrendous physical, s****l, and mental abuse the whole time she had been gone. I felt so guilty for getting on with my life and having a family with the girl she fought to save. If she hadn’t maybe she could have gotten away and not had to suffer like that. I felt even worse that I was glad that Ella was the one who got away because the thought of anyone touching my mate like that made me murderous. Ella and her family were filled with guilt that they couldn’t prevent her suffering after she had saved Ella, and they couldn’t even look in her eyes as they thanked her when she arrived home. My little sister looked completely broken, and I had no idea how to fix it or what to say to her. It was even worse when I found out that my best friend and Alpha Gregor was her mate, no wonder he hadn’t found her yet. He had already made promises to Candice, and as they had already lost their first pup a month before that, he couldn’t leave her now. So my sister got rejected, and I stuck by my friend as his second in command. Ella had already been suffering with the baby blues a bit so that, along with the guilt she was feeling about, Harriet sent her into a depression and she couldn’t be around her. I will admit that it made me start to resent her for making my mate feel like that. Any time we were all together, no one had a clue what to do or say. We were all scared to say the wrong thing or act too happy. So it ended up being a very awkward atmosphere that we couldn’t wait to get out of. It was so much easier when she stayed in her room, but when she did, all we did was worry about her and wish she would stop avoiding everyone. It was a catch-22 situation. No one knew what to do with her, so we all just left her on her own most of the time, staring out of her window, while the rest of us tried to get on with our lives, except we couldn’t, because we knew she was there suffering, so it was always hanging over our heads, making us feel helpless. With Ella feeling worse day by day, getting more and more upset, feeling like she was a terrible friend, and that it was all her fault that Harriet was taken, and now she can’t even do anything to help her, made me angry and frustrated. The stress was starting to get to me, I was having to look after our pup more along with my beta duties, and Zed my wolf was worried about our mate and angry at me for failing our sister. He felt I should stop blaming her for things and be there like I always promised. I knew he was right on some level, but I felt like I was drowning and couldn’t see clearly any longer. I felt like our prayers had been answered when Simon Kingston arrived at the pack, and he said mate to Harriet’s disappearing back. Dad stopped him from chasing her, which is probably a good thing. If he grabbed her, she most likely would have freaked right out. I knew exactly who he was and that it was his dad that was the one behind the whole thing, I also knew he had no part in it. Right away, I suggested to dad that he may want to send her off with him as the mate bond could help her come out of her shell again and recover. He wasn’t keen on the idea but did relent, especially when I lost my temper and ranted about her behaviour. Which I admit was totally uncalled for and wrong on my part. It was unfair what I said about her, and I had no idea she was listening. When she spoke so bluntly about what she had been through and knowing who Simon was before agreeing to go and walking out on us, I felt sick to my stomach. I knew I had done the wrong thing and that I wouldn’t get the chance to do the right thing now. I have had over a year to do the right thing, but instead, I had a pup with the mate she saved and avoided her and didn’t even let her meet him. Now I have just organised for her to be sent off with someone she doesn’t like for reasons other than who his dad is, and there is nothing I can do to stop it. I have failed as a brother, I have failed as a mate, I have failed as a father, and I have failed as a son. My mum is going to be devastated. She doesn’t wait around as she packs up and walks out of the door and goes towards the car. I see her flinch at the driver when he goes to take her bags. Great, she is terrified of men and especially ones she doesn’t know, and I have sent her off to somewhere where she knows absolutely no one. She doesn’t even spare us a glance or talk one word as she gets into the car and squashes herself into the door to give herself as much space as possible from her mate. Ella and mum are devastated to see her leave. Ella may have struggled from guilt while she was here but now I realise it is so much worse for her now she is being sent away as she feels even more guilt and worry and fear on top of it. My best friend the Alpha can’t look at her neither can his parents, he has felt like he let us all down since he couldn’t find and rescue her that day, and then having to reject her, and now his chosen is pregnant. Now he feels worse that she is being sent off, and he hasn’t managed to help her again. I just hope that by some miracle, this might actually work, and the mate bond will actually help to heal what has broken inside her. When I become brave enough to suggest that to mum, she goes berserk at me. Now I understand her hatred towards her mate. I had no idea that she was in the same place as his sister and that he was an awful brother to her and left her to be neglected and didn’t care that she had been taken. Will this guy even care about my sister if that’s the type of person he is. Well, it is a bit fu.cking late for me to start regretting it now, I guess we have being sh.itty brothers in common now. I will just have to work on being a good mate and dad for the time being and hope that at some point, I get the chance to be a brother again. 8 weeks she has been there and she won’t eat properly, or leave her room at all. She doesn’t speak at all to her mate. The only person she will acknowledge at all is his mother. She has lost weight, and he has no idea what to do. Well, join the club because neither do we, and it is not likely that she will want to come here again since she will not take any of our calls. Yep, I have well and truly fu.cked up. It has all gone to sh.it around here as well. Nothing is the same anymore. Everyone is missing Harriet, and we all know that we have failed her badly. We all avoided the issue. Not one of us tried to talk to her about what she went through. Hell we didn’t even send her to the doctor for a physical exam to make sure there was no permanent damage to her or to get some counselling to help her to come to terms with what she went through. No, we just stewed in our own fu.cking guilt and left her in a room staying by herself so she didn’t upset us more. Her life has been ruined, and she still thought about us more than we did her. How much more can we fu.ck up someone’s life? No wonder she doesn’t want to talk to us.
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