Taming The Alpha

Taming The Alpha (31)

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Darius’ POV

*2 months later*

Well, it’s been 2 months since Lukas was killed, 2 months since I proposed to Sakari and 2 months since my mum died. It’s been really tough on everyone in those past 2 months. My dad tried to commit suicide 3 times because he couldn’t live without my mum but we’ve managed to stop him each time and he was not happy about that. He’s now locked himself in his room for most days but I can hear him crying for my mum most nights and I’d be a hypocrite if I said that I didn’t do the same but the difference is, I have my mate to comfort me whereas he doesn’t.

Me and Sakari have been going well the past 2 months, I can’t say great because there’s been a lot of drama that’s been testing our relationship but we’ve managed to pull through each time, if she wasn’t with me in these past 2 months, I don’t think I would’ve made it through,

“Darius”

I looked up from the bed and looked at Sakari, “You okay?”

She nodded and walked over and sat down on the bed next to me,

“You thinking about your mum?”

I nodded, “Yeah and you”

She looked at me confused, “Me? Why?”

“You’ve gotten me through the past 2 months, without you I don’t know what I would’ve done”

“I’m your mate, it’s my job to look after you and comfort you”

“It should be me comforting you not the other way around”

“It doesn’t matter Darius, you needed me and I was there”

I sighed, “I know I’m sorry”

She took my hand in hers, “Are you going to visit your mum today?”

I shook my head, “I went yesterday”

I go and visit my mum 3 times a month. We had her funeral exactly a week after she died and it was so emotional that we didn’t even have a reception because everyone was crying so much, I literally cried myself to sleep that night and every other night for the next week after that until I realised that my mum wouldn’t want me to be doing that. It’s still hard but I’m very slowly getting used to the fact that she’s not coming back, as hard as it is to accept that,

“What are you going to do today?”

“How about we spend today together? We haven’t done that in a while”

She smiled and nodded, “I’d like that”

“Let’s go take a shower then”

She looked at me shocked, “Together?”

I nodded, “That’s if you want to, I mean, I know we haven’t really done that lately”

The reason she was shocked was because ever since everything happened, we haven’t really been intimate as much as we used to, only on rare occasions. Most of the time we were just too upset or just not up to it but I missed being able to touch her and being able to kiss all over her anytime I wanted, I just miss her in general and I feel like a horrible mate for pushing her away from me,