Alpha May I?

chapter 21: loved

4 months later=

I finished dancing to Practice completely relaxed.

We had started training more.

We patroled more.

We held pack meetings.

I started spending more time with my pack and dancing.

I hadn't realised how much I had missed.

They missed their alpha.

I'm sure if Angel were alive she'd have missed me too.

I leaned on them for support.

For love.

For the family they were.

They loved me dispite the fact that I put them last.

They cherished and loved me when I needed it most.

I never knew I could love so many people at the same time.

They all owned my heart.

I vowed to never ignore them.

To be a mother if needed.

A friend to talk to.

A shoulder to cry on.

An Alpha when I had to be.

They were all of those things for me.

They held me.

They hugged me.

They wiped my tears.

They held my hand.

They talked to me.

They walked with me.

They put the broken pieces I was back together.

They became my everything.

I revolved around them.

When someone was sick I was there.

I cooked them soup.

Washed them if they couldn't do it themselves.

We became more than just a pack.

We became everything to each member.

We became family.

We became one.

I loved them with my whole heart.

My every breathe.

Their smiles brightened my days.

Their hugs and kisses made my heart swell.

Their talk and long walks made me happy.

Everything they did made me proud and love them even more.

No matter if it was good or bad.

As long as they were happy.

I was happy.

To see their bright smiles and dimples.

To hear their laughter.

To smell their scents.

Everything.

I smiled more.

I laughed more.

I cried less.

I danced more.

I got angry less.

I was fine as long as they were around.

I could pick them out anywhere just by the way they talk and smell.

We needed to strengthen our bond.

That's exactly what we did.

No matter where we were now we could still feel each other.

As if we were in the same room!

They loved when I showed my wings.

The wings would beat softly and they loved touching them.

I let them out more.

My family loved them.

They loved me.

Even if i was a freak with wings.

With raven black hair except a streak that symboled my rejection.

I didn't talk to Luke.

No one did anymore.

He looked as if he were heartbroken.

He should be.

Sometimes I'd feel  bad then remember all the things he did and said and shrug the feeling away.

He did it to himself.

No one told him too.

He had a choice.

He chose wrong.

So he'll have to live with the consequences.

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