Chapter 0113
Alexander.
“Why is this happening to me?” Sophia asks quietly. Her blue eyes are wide as she stares at me. “Why me?”
“As much as I hate to say it, you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.”
"Right." Her voice is hollow and she blinks back tears.
"We can help you."
“Why do you even care?” I hear the resentment in her question.
“Because my mate was just like you. She wasn’t changed, but she was lied to and made to believe she was something else her entire life. When Athena found out the truth, she called herself a monster too.”
“Right.” She didn't believe me.
“You should spend more time with her. Come stay in the packhouse. Sebastian is there most of the time anyway, especially now his boys have left with their grandparents.”
Her eyebrows knit together, and thankfully the tears have stopped. “You...you won't hurt me?”
I smile, I had no intention of hurting a kid. “No.”
“Can you find out if my family are okay?”
“Of course.”
She sighs. “What will happen to me?”
“What do you mean?”
“You said that I wouldn’t be able to see my family again. You said you were a Wolf even though you look like a Vampire from the tv shows. You said I'm a Lycan, so where do I go?”
“I suggest that you stay here, become a permanent member of the pack. You will be safe, you will be protected. You will have to learn what it's like to live here. We have expectations.”
She nods her head at me, her red hair swaying around her face.
“One of those being that you don't intentionally hurt yourself.”
She hadn't just been covered in claw wounds. Her arms were covered in old scars too. Ones that happened before she was turned. A pink tinge creeps up her cheeks and she nods her head at me.
“Follow me.” I mutter, rising to my feet. She follows me from the blood splattered room, keeping her eyes low.
“Sophia,” I murmur, stopping by my sister and Theodore. “You already know Theodore, but this is my younger sister, Isabella.”
“Are you okay?” Isabella asks.
Sophia nods her head and continues to keep her eyes low and her lips pressed together.
“I’m taking her to the packhouse.”
“Are you sure?” I could hear my sisters concern.
“Yes. Athena is the only one who can give her the advice she needs.”
Isabella doesn't answer, her dark eyes remain on Sophia. She didn’t trust her, not in the slightest. I don't blame her after the Caleb incident.
In the packhouse, I show Sophia around just like I had done with Isabella. Her eyes are like saucers as she takes everything in.
“You are not the only pack?” She asks as we move up the stairs.
“No."
“Are all the main houses like this?"
“I guess so."
“Are you like a millionaire? Like how deep are your pockets?”
I cock an eyebrow at her. She really wasn't afraid of asking questions.
“Right. Too personal, sorry.”
I led her down to the end of the hallway. “This will be your room. I called ahead already, there should be some clothes for you on the bed.”
“Thanks,” she whispers. She gasps as she steps into the bedroom. “This....this is bigger than the ground floor of my home. Thank you.”
“Sure,” I glance back down the hallway, towards my bedroom. Athena was stirring but something wasn’t right. “I just need to go check on Athena, will you be alright?”
Sophia nods her head at me as her eyes dart quickly around the room.
Heading to my bedroom, I find Athena sitting on the edge of the bed.
One hand gripped around one of the posts.
Sweat dripped down her face and I see she is fighting the urge to vomit.
"I don't feel good." she croaks.
"I think I've caught..." she gags and runs to the door where the toilet is.
Pulling her hair back from her face, I gently rub her back, waiting for her to be done.
She sits back against my legs and lets out a tired sigh.
“You are not sick. Besides, we heal from standard illnesses.”
She pauses for a second, taking in my words and slowly tips her head back to look at me. “You're saying...”
‘I am, I scented it this morning when you were still sleeping.”
Her eyebrows raise. “It worked?”
“Are you doubting my abilities?”
“No....my own. Isabella didn't say anything about throwing my guts up!”
Helping her to her feet, I guide her to the large chair by the window. “I’ve moved Sophia into the house.” I hoped it would take her mind off of how bad she was feeling.
“Oh...okay? She didn't leave.”
“No. I went to find Isabella. Her and Theodore had Sophia in one of the rooms at the hospital.”