The Alpha's Mate

Chapter Fourteen

Nodding "I agree" I murmur, pulling into the parking lot for the trial. We climb out, and start walking the trail in silence. It's not uncomfortable, or uneasy. It's safe, and relaxing.

We get to hike for a bit, having casual conversation. It flows a lot more now, and nothing feels forced. Once we broke that barrier of sexual tension everything else seemed to fall in place. I still don't know if I like Branson, but I don't hate him anymore, and I feel like that's a huge step.

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Pulling into Branson's driveway, we climb out making our way instead. He opens the front door, and a loud thud comes from upstairs. Raising our brows at each other, we step inside fully.

"What was that?" Uncle Ze says, making his way up the stairs. Branson and I make our way to the kitchen when we hear a loud scream, followed by "PEYTON!" then crying and Uncle P running up the stairs.

Branson's body tenses, and he follows quickly behind his dad, so I follow behind him. Bran follows his dad to the bathroom, and we hear crying and lots of ruckus. We step to the doorway of the bathroom and I swear everything stops.

Alexander is lying on the bathroom floor, blood seeping out of his arms. My heart clenches, and panic eats my stomach.

Branson is there, clutching his brother. He holds towels to his arm, Zeke doing the same to the other. P is on the phone, yelling something and my body locks up.

Why did he do this? He's just a fucking kid. There's so much fucking blood. It's literally everywhere.

Everything goes by as a blur, paramedics come and we're making our way to the pack medical building. Everyone's crying, i think im fucking crying. I don't know what to do. Did he try to kill himself?

Little Xan? I don't understand- I don't get this. What am I supposed to do? A part of me wants to run, to leave. I don't want to make it worse, and I don't know what to say.

But then Branson's broken eyes find mine, and his tears are flowing. Before I can think, I'm pulling him into my body, holding him tight. "It's okay pups. It'll all be fine. He will be fine "I murmur, repeating the words as I tighten my grip.

It's going to be okay.

It has to be.

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We've been in the waiting room for about 2 hours now. Layla came, and cried and got filled in. She's sitting between her dads as she holds herself. I want to comfort her, but my mate needs me.

I've been holding the Branson sense we got here. We're holding hands now, and his tears have stopped.

"Beta?" A doctor in dark scrubs comes out, looking around. Uncle P and his mate are moving quickly, as everyone follows. "Hi. He is stable now, we had to do some stitches. Some were very deep. We do have to keep him on a 72 hour watch, and since he is under 16, we will be admitting him into the psyche ward after that. He is okay though" the doctor stresses "After you guys see him, we need to talk about some things. But there's things we have to follow"

They nod, and only the parents are allowed back, so we all move further into the waiting room, as we wait for them to visit with him. "He's okay," Layla murmurs, and Branson closes his arms around his sister.

"He's not okay Lay" Bran murmurs back.

"Physically" She snaps, and she shoves Bran away, crossing her arms. "That's what matters"

"No, not with him. He needs help, way more help than we can give." Branson's voice is gentle, and Layla tenses, tears flowing.

"Sorry, I'm just stressed. You're right. But dad and pops will get him the help he needs" she nods.

"I don't know if there's help for him," Branson says, from deep within his chest.

"Don't say that" My voice comes out hoarse.

"It's true" he adds, hugging himself. "Things for him have always been so rough. He's too damn good for this world, and he got such a fucking shitty hand"

Pulling Bran into my body, I murmur. "I know pups. I'm sorry"

I don't know what else to say, or do. Because what am I supposed to say to something I don't understand? I knew Xan had a lot going on in his head, but I guess I never understood how deep they truly ran.

Now I do. And now I know, he needs all the help possible. All the support possible. 

A/N

I have some chapters thrown together for Alexanders story. Is that something you guys want to read? Thoughts??