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"Thank you," I said to the nurse as she
began to move away.
She smiled and I returned it. I glanced back
at Zane who was still solemn and silent. By
now, I was completely done with his
attitude.
"Zane," I said warningly, "you made a
decision and it backfired, sure. However
anyone would have made the same decision
you did, it was the only logical decision to
make. No one could have anticipated that
outcome, not even the almighty Alpha. You
need to stop beating yourself up about it. It
won't help anything. No one is dead except
most of the rogues, which is great.
Everyone will heal just fine."
Zane averted his eyes to the wall and said
nothing. I sighed, too tired now to try to
understand his side or keep him company.
Turning on my heel, I headed off to bed
and left Zane stood in the centre of the
warzone that used to be a living room.
---
I didn't see Zane all morning but I did hear
of a group his pack that were scheduled to
visit my brothers' pack. They were after
medical supplies and to warn them about the
escaped rogues. Seeing as I had nothing to
do, I decided to accompany them on the
trip. The ride to my family's pack was quiet,
but I noticed a lot of eyes drifted over to
me which unnerved me. We were greeted by
guard wolves and escorted to the house I'd
only recently evacuated for Zane's. When I
climbed out the car, my eyes fastened on
Douglas and I smiled slightly. I'd kind of
missed my brother's.
"Little sister," Douglas said with a grim
smile.
He gesturned for us all to enter the house
where I found boxes stacked ready for us.
I assumed they were full of medical
supplies. Damian approached us and I smiled
solemnly at him which he returned.
"I'm sorry to hear about your mate,"
Damian said quietly.
"He's more emotionally wounded than
physically," I replied.
Damian smiled wryly and turned his
attention to the pack members. I copied his
actions and found them watching me, looking
lost.
"So all these boxes are ours?" I asked.
"Indeed, do you need help moving them?"
Damian inquired.
I glanced over the pack members, quickly
counting them.
"A little bit of help, please," I replied to my
brother, " shall we start moving them out
guys?"
The pack members nodded then began
carrying them out to the car. I moved over
to help but Damian grabbed the back of my
shirt.
"Their Alpha is lost and broken, they need
guidance. As their Alpha's mate, you're
next in charge so they're looking to you for
support. Their wolves are desperate for
authority, for their Luna," Damian
murmured.
I looked at him in shock but he just picked
up a box then walked outside. I noticed a
few of Damian's pack nurses had engaged
Zane's pack members in conversation. My
mind hesitated on going outside and I knew
why. The house was practically empty.
Sucking in a deep calming breath, I walked
backwards towards the office I'd
frequently found my dearest Father in. I
checked that no one was around then
slipped in through the partially open door.
Time to finally find any evidence or proof
that was available. It didn't take me too
long to find a code written on the bottom of
the desk and open the safe. Swinging my
backpack off my back, I swept the measly
contents into it and quickly slammed shut
the safe again.
"Your ass is mine," I hissed as I zipped up
my backpack.
I speedily exited the office and made my
way outside.
---
I threw the backpack on the bed then went
to close my bedroom door. Unzipping the
bag, I rummaged around in it curiously
before deciding what to check out first.
There were tapes, CDs, folders and
envelopes. I was just about to begin on the
folders when there was a knock on the
door. My nose scrunched up and I quickly
zipped the bag then pushed it under the
bed. When I opened the door, I found Zane
leaning on the door frame looking downcast.

Okay...its been kinda a while now.I'm sorry for keeping everyone in the blue.I will be updating soon.Stay tight!

boladex1: welcome back

nice update

Thanks man.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

ALEXIS POV

I was all ready to climb into bed and sleep
away my problems. My problems being Zane.
I was way too confused about my feelings
for him and what to do. Should I mate him?
I mean, I was incredibly attracted to him
and I guess I could see myself falling in
love with him one day. Staying with him
forever though? I frowned and pulled back
the covers on the bed.
"Luna," a voice practically screamed at me.
Not only did I nearly crap myself at the
sudden and unexpected presence of another
person, but I also cringed at the use of the
word 'Luna.' I spun round and fixed a glare
on the female in the doorway.
"Alpha Zane, he's hurt," she told me.
My human side was surprised and worried,
my inner cat was insane with anxiety. Before
I could even process my actions, my cat had
taken over and I found myself darting
around the female. I followed the strong
scent of blood and Zane, it taking me
downstairs and into the living room.
"Zane," I said, stunned.
Zane's top was sliced open at the back
revealing three long gashes. Not only that,
but smaller cuts grazed his arms and his
head was bleeding. Zane's weary eyes shot
to me and suddenly became alert.
"Alexis," he sighed, "I told you all not to
fetch her."
The last part was aimed at the wolves all
gatehred around the living. I then noticed
that it wasn't just Zane that was injured. I
placed the back of my hand over my mouth
as I surveyed all the injured wolves before
returning my gaze to my wounded mate.
"Excuse me, of course they should get me,"
I said angrily.
Zane just sighed and raked a severely
scratched up hand through his blood
covered blond hair.
"Oh Zane, what happened?" I demanded.
"There were more rogues than we were
expecting and the ambushed us. We fought
our way out and managed to kill most, but
some got away," Zane explained blandly.
I sighed and walked over to him in order to
inspect his injuries.
"You need to get these cleaned up," I told
him gently.
"I need to make sure my wolves are okay. It
was my decision to attack, therefore this is
all down to me," Zane said emotionlessly.


---


Zane refused to leave the living room and
get himself sorted. Instead of just giving
up and walking off like the older me would
do, I remained stood by his side. I offered
support to the injured wolves when an extra
pair of hands was needed. I didn't
particularly know what I was doing but I
was only needed for simple tasks like
bandaging or cleaning minor wounds.
Eventually, every wolf was sorted beside
Zane.
"You now," I said, diverting my eyes back to
Zane.
I found he was already watching me with
hooded eyes.
"Zane please," I pleaded with him.
Zane sighed but nodded his head in
reluctant acceptance. An older woman moved
over and we helped Zane get his shirt off
so his wounds could be examined. His face
didn't reveal any pain as the nurse cleaned
up his back.
"They need stitches," she informed him.
Zane just nodded in reply. Fifteen minutes
later and Zane was perfectly cleaned and
stitched up.