Xavier

I slowly walked up to my room in shock. My mate is dead. The one and only person for me that I rejected, is dead. I shook my head in confusion and slammed my fist into the wall next to me, then quickened my pace to my room. Once there I saw my Beta standing in front of my door.

"Is it true?" he questioned in a gruff voice. "I w-went to my sister's apartment to make sure the others scared the shit out of her. When I got there the door was wide open and the stench of blood and moonseed. The two outcasts we allowed on our territory stopped me before I could go any further and said 'Congratulations. You finally got your wish. Your sister is dead'."

I looked away from Devon, not being able to look in my best friend's eyes. Quickly, I mumbled out a yes. Hearing him breathe shuddering breaths, I saw he was looking at the ground with disbelief. We were both fucked up about the situation.  What will the council do when they hear we allowed harassment to somebody we were supposed to protect. This is the first time I've heard Devon call Avery his sister in years without being negative. Then me, just yesterday I rejected her, not even knowing who she was. My thoughts and feelings were everywhere. I know I don't deserve to even think about Avery, yet any thought steals by breath, and not in the lovey-dovey way.  How do we even have the audacity to be sad about this? With how I treated her in the past and especially how Devon treated her, we should've realized this would happen and stop being cruel. 

Shit, I rejected her so I wouldn't be weak. Yet here I am ready to cry like a fuking baby!

 I held my head up, attempting to seem strong, but my eyes continued to look at my feet in shame as I walked inside my room. I looked up once when I thought I felt eyes on me, but no one was there. Sitting on my bed my breath shuddered as I thought about what I should've done when I first realized Avery is my mate. I should've held her face in my hands and tell her I'd protect her from all the harm in the world. I should've helped her clean up the salad evidence still in her hair and the blood I could smell coming from her made me want to vomit and kill whoever caused it. I wish I got to see her smile up at me shyly and hear her say my name. All these should haves and wishes played out in my mind like a movie, over and over again with a few details changing every time. My thoughts stop at the memory of her giving her name to me on a paper, not speaking it. Had one of the pack members damaged her voice? And before I could get further into my thoughts again I'm interrupted by a knock on my door. Involuntarily I release a painful sounding growl as I sat up and opened the door.

"Get up off your ass and do something productive with your mistake," my dad, Brett commands. He always seemed to enjoy the quiet Omega's presence. "I know exactly what happened at the Omega's home and it's easy to say I'm disappointed in you and Devon. You two are suppose to set a good behavior for the pack to follow and yet the both of you encourage bullying. No Devon encourages and participates while you sit here on your ass doing nothing about it! You don't deserve to mourn and hide away from the pack when you could've stopped it from the beginning."

"Dad you don't understand.... She was my mate," I slowly admit. My father just stared at me with anger swirling in his eyes.

"You are insane then. How dare you not protect her and then go on to reject her. You are a coward. You are lycky the pack has not disowned you. How will the pack see you and bare to respect you when you can't even protect your mate?"

I paused, "I am Alpha for a reason. I haven't been challenged because the pack see's me as the rightful leader. The pack comes to me with any and all problems."

But before I could add on to my reasonings of why, Dad interrupts me. "And yet did Avery ever come to with her problems? Of course she fuking didn't because she saw anybody with high rank abusive! Ranked pack members such as you and her own brother beat and humiliated her to the point that she couldn't trust anybody. It's a miracle that the twin lone wolves got through for her."

Suddenly my mind whipped back to my senior year. Even as a sophomore Avery was thrown around, dumped in garbage cans, shoved in lockers, and the violent hitting had just began. I thought 'Might as well let the pack have some sort of entertainment'. The bully's hadn't even drawn blood so I thought it was somewhat safe. But now as I think it over, no bully is safe... and I could've stopped the abuse before it then and there.

My dad sighed and shook his head before saying, "You know the counsel will be asking questions and looking for punishment. You'll have to get every name of each abuser including Devon and yourself."

May karma begin...