Chapter Five - Answers

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The trip back home was bleak. I refused to speak to Paul. He was no Alpha to me and while Kyle couldn't disrespect him, I could. So I blatantly looked away when he talked to me and eventually he gave up. He knew he had been wrong.

The whole plane ride all I could think about was Jacobi. Not my near death experience, not the gigantic castle, not the werewolf hierarchy, nor the furious king. Only Jacobi. I wondered if I made the wrong move by leaving him. It was ridiculous to have grown so attached in such a short period of time but I couldn't get him to escape my mind. When I closed my eyes I saw his dark gaze and craved those perfect full lips.

It sucked.

Especially when my boyfriend sat next to me. Was I really destined to be with a half man-half wolf prince? What did my leaving mean for Jacobi? Weren't mates supposed to be your one and only? Or would he move on with somebody else?

Part of me wanted to strangle the woman who would end up in his arms at the end of the day; the other part of me was relieved. I could never be with a prince. I was nothing but a peasant girl who belonged with her peasant boyfriend in their small city.

The taxi dropped me off at home. I shouldered my duffel and trudged up the paved driveway and into the house. I tried the doorknob and found that the door was unlocked. "Hello?"

"Hi honey!" My mother appeared from the kitchen with cake batter on her face. She was in sweatpants and a t-shirt with her hair pulled up with a #2 HB pencil. "How was your little trip with Kyle?"

I had told my mother and stepdad, Peter, that I was going to New Hampshire with Kyle for a day or two to visit his family from his mother's side. "Fun." I answered dryly. "Going to go unpack."

"Are you tired? You look tired." My mother frowned in concern. "Go catch up on some sleep and I'll bring up some tea and cookies."

I smiled. I seriously loved this woman. "Okay, thanks." I carried my things upstairs to my room. I was way too tired to unpack so I got out of my clothes and changed into a baggy t-shirt and boy shorts. I really needed a nap.

I couldn't help but shiver in fear when I got into bed. I'd nearly been executed. And a monstrous wolf that claimed to be my mate had rescued me... and I had abandoned him. I knew the 'little trip' would scar me forever.

My phone pinged with a text message.

I love you and I'm so glad you're ok. I'm relieved you came home with me. I can't lose you Alaska you're my whole entire world. I'm sorry about Alpha Paul and I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough to protect you. But I promise I will always be there for you. Always.

I smiled. Kyle was a sweetheart. He didn't often gush out his feelings but when he did he didn't hold back.

I love you too and of course I was going to come back with you. You're my everything babe.

I yawned and felt my eyelids grow heavy.


I woke to fingers stroking my hair. I mumbled a few incomprehensible words before lips touched the corner of my mouth. "Shh." He whispered. "I'm sorry for waking you, I couldn't stay away."

I turned and smiled dreamily. "Hi."

"Hi." He kissed me again. "How are you feeling?"

I shrugged, sitting up. My eyes fell to the duvet on my legs. As I stared at the grey fabric I remembered the gloomy skies of Ireland. Where Jacobi was. "Weird..."

"That was messed up." Kyle nodded in agreement. "I... I can't get over you being Prince Wolfric's mate. And you left him for me..."

I frowned. "Of course I did. I love you."

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