His Hybrid Alpha

05 || Feelings

"Come, Logan. Let me give you a tour." Damien offered.

"Thank you, sir." Logan smiled as he went with Damien.

I slowly looked at Nina and gave her the look.

"You guys were having s*x earlier weren't you?" I accused.

"You and your sense of smell." she frowned.

"It's not my fault you can't keep it in your pants." I spat.

"You know, once you find your someone I bet you'll be worse than your father and I." she chuckled.

I rolled my eyes at her and headed inside the house. Nothing much has changed since I last visited them. There were tons of photographs added since there are a lot of people living in this house besides my family. It was weird how many of their friends lived here with their children and spouses... but I never questioned it. Maybe they were helping out with the business and it was more convenient for them to just stay here with their family.

"So Noah..." my mother trailed off.

"What?" i asked as I turned to look at her.

"This is the first you're bringing home somebody ever." she said.

"Is it really that weird that you have to keep pointing it out?" I asked.

"Yes. When you were little there were children from the school who came to visit you, and you would kick them out. When we threw you your first party you just hid in your room until everybody had left. You were the type to always do things by yourself and isolate yourself from society." she explained.

"I do socialize, mother. I spcialize at work." I frowned.

"But do you have friends outside of work? I know you're happy with the way your life is now but I can't help but worry about you. But since you've brought Logan with you, I believe that's a huge step for you." she smiled.

"He's just my personal assistant, mom." I sighed.

"You all left your co-workers to go to the institution on your own without caring for them." she pointed out.

"Fine. You know what? Fine. I do care about Logan. Possibly more than I have cared about anything or anyone in my life. I just want to protect him from everything! I'm already god damned 30 and he just graduated college. He's just a kid, and maybe paternal instincts took over me. I don't know! But he is just my personal assistant and that's all he'll ever be to me." I spat.

"Oh..." his voice came from the corner of the room.

Despite his voice being soft and small, my mom and I turned to look at him. This is why relationships are hard. I massaged my forehead and strut towards Logan.

"We have to go. I'm taking my car. Thanks for letting us stay." I said.

I grabbed Logan by the wrists and headed out towards the garage. I passed by Joan and Dan on the way out, and honestly I don't want to deal with anybody right now. I already have my own issues and my own struggles, and I don't need anybody telling me about it otherwise. I opened the garage light, grabbed the keys to my matte black Jeep, and headed towards it. I slid in and so did Logan. Just as I was about to slip the key into the ignition, Logan spoke up.

"Are you angry with me?" he quietly said.

I looked at him, and he looked very vulnerable. I felt my expression soften. I looked at his wrists which were red. Maybe I grabbed him too hard.

"I'm not." I said.

I tried to dismiss the thoughts of grabbing his hand and tending to his red wrists.

"Did you mean what you said earlier? That I'm nothing more than your personal assistant?" he asked.

"Logan, you know I have personal issues. I'm not used to this kind of thing-" I said.

"That's not what I meant, Noah. I really do want to learn from you. I'm sorry I had the expectation from you that I wanted to be more than a personal assitant. To you this may just be a personal assistant and boss kind of relationship, but I also kind of want you to be my mentor." he admits.

Wait, what? I thought he wanted to build a friendship with me. He just wanted me to be his mentor. Why does it hurt? Why do I feel a pang of pain through my chest? I mentally slapped myself and turned the key to start the car.

"If you do really well in this trial program I'll consider it. Take note that once your consistency drops once I take you in, I will not hesistate to fire you." I threatened.

We all know that's a lie. I won't have the heart to do that. I care about him too much. Maybe in the past I have formed these fake relationships with everybody... It didn't really matter to me of they left. Suddenly, this boy steps into my office and suddenly I care about this stranger. For all I know, he could be a journalist just scooping up news from me and use my words against me to destroy my name.

I drove straight to the institution and parked far away from it.

"Why did you park far away?" he asked.

"I don't want them to destroy my car when a violent patient gets out again. Stay beside me at all times. Do not wander off. Do not wander into the rooms without me. You might get dragged into a room by one of the patients, if that happens make as much noise as you can. I'll find you." I said.

"How did you deal with that when you were a resident?" he asked.

"As a student, I've already built an image for myself. I guess, word got out and I didn't have too much of a hard time when I was a resident. I was an important asset to them that's why." I said.