Alpha and Beta OLD

Chapter 5

But everything had changed, and something was changing with Alex too. He was getting thinner and thinner, and by the time the next pack came around, the West Mountain Pack, he looked like a twig, nothing like the muscular figure he used to be. I shook hands with the Alpha, and he looked concerned about Alex but I reassured him, saying he had just come down with a fever.

I hope it was just a fever. Our pack doctor had no idea what was wrong with him, just kept giving Alex antibiotics and making him sleep every chance he got. I was worried about him, so worried, I forgot what I had discovered.

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Alex's POV

I hacked out a cough, my lungs felt like they were burning and my insides felt like they had all dried up, no matter how much water I drank. I returned to my paperwork, setting up the school files for all the new students we had with the West Mountain pack now staying with us. It was the worst time to get sick. I looked small and weak compared to Cal, and Alpha Joe kept shooting me worried glances. I didn't like it.

Over the next few days, the last few before spring break, I steadily got worse and worse. I looked like a skeleton now, and I barely had any energy. I had small bursts, mostly after I had eaten, but I didn't get out as much, and as such, had gotten very pale. Cal was practically running the pack, which I was grateful for. I wouldn't be able to do this without him, but he had gotten so busy that he hardly ever sees me anymore.

It was one brisk morning that I had felt more energy, so I decided to take a short walk around the pack grounds, and I stumbled upon a training session being led by Cal and Alpha Joe. I came over to stand by them, watching intently. They had mixed the partners up, so our pack was working with someone from Alpha Joe's pack. It was a strategic move, having the two different training styles clash to see the defensive moves that could be made from this. I see a strong alliance in the future.

I listened in on Cal and Joe talking, and they were joking around. I laughed a little too hard at one joke, and it turned into a coughing fit. Both men turned to me with worried expressions etched into their faces, but I waved them off. Until I noticed the blood. I was coughing up blood, real actual blood. What the hell kind of fever was this?

I started to sway, and Joe caught me. All Cal could do was stare at me in horror. I felt something drip down my nose and onto my lip. More blood, I suspected. "Alex, Alex can you hear me?" I nodded numbly. "This isn't a fever," he said, "Someone very close to you is hiding something. Hiding something that is detrimental to you."

I looked up in a haze, finally noticing the large crowd surrounding me. They were all staring at me, and I felt so weak. I didn't want them seeing me like this, this weak mess of skin and bones and nothingness. How had I let myself become so weak?

"Alex, hey Alex," I slowly focus in on Cal. My beautiful Cal. My strong Cal. My rock. "I'm going to take you back to our room, okay?" Sounds good to me. I nodded deliriously. I'd go anywhere for him. Anywhere. Suddenly I was being scooped up into a pair of strong arms, and we were moving. Wheeeeee! I drifted in and out of consciousness, recognizing faces we passed and not being able to say hi. I looked up at Cal's face, he is so beautiful. All I could do was stare at his pink pink lips. I wanted to kiss them again.

The way he had been looking at me recently, like he had figured something out and didn't want to tell me yet. Then it dawned on me. I'm his Alpha, and he's hiding something. It must be what Joe was talking about. Then another thought rose up inside of me, a jealous, ugly thought. What if he was hiding the fact that he and Daisy were secretly together, and he didn't want to be intimate with me anymore. Or maybe that he had decided he'd rather go back to Daisy's pack. I couldn't let that happen.

We finally got to my room, and he set me down on the bed, urging me to lay down, but instead I shook him off and stood, suddenly filled with restless energy. I paced and paced, probably worrying Cal to no end. But I couldn't focus on that now. All I could think about was Cal leaving me, leaving me for some girl he just met a few weeks ago.

"When did you figure this out?" I asked quietly.

"What?" He replied, looking very confused. I knew it was just a front though.

"When did you figure out your feelings for her?" I all but snarled. I was losing patience, and I couldn't wait any longer.

"Alex I don't know what you're talking about," he pleaded with me. He held his arms out placatingly, but it did nothing to help soothe my nerves.

"When. Did you." I bit out, advancing on him, pinning him with my glare, and then pinning him against the wall. "Figure out. Your. Feelings. For her?" He looked so good under me, and I wanted to keep him like that forever. This scared expression of his was turning me on a little, I was almost drunk with power. Suddenly his expression hardened.

"I don't like Daisy like that," he said coldly.

My heart soared, and before I could stop myself I swooped in and kissed him, hard.