Chapter Thirty One

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Instead I just whispered into her ear "It's going to be okay Blaine, it's all going to be okay".



Blaines POV

I lay awake that night completely unable to sleep. Ever since Anna had told me about what she had seen I'd just had the images of my whole family being stuck in that hell hole going through god knows what in my head. It was times like this when an overactive imagination can really be a downside. No matter what I did to try and distract my brain it always somehow lead me back to my family.

Everything I thought about just seemed to make me madder and more terrified than I already was. If I thought about food it just seemed to make me think of my brother and how much he enjoyed to eat, no matter how much I teased him about becoming fat one day. If I thought about fighting or running or anything remotely physical it just made me think of my dad. He was the one that taught me everything I knew about how to survive as a rogue out in the forests.

If I thought about Anna or Hannah it just reminded me of my little sister. She was so similar to them it was almost comical. I never thought she really belonged in the rogue lifestyle, and my thoughts had only solidifying when I got to know my two girlfriends here. They were thriving in this kind of pack environment and I couldn't help but wonder how different her life would have turned out if we hadn't been born as a rogue.

The person that really broke me to think about though was my mum. She was such a kind hearted and free spirit, I couldn't help but shudder when I thought about her being involved in something as horrible and gruesome as a fighting ring. She could never harm anyone, even when we were fending for ourselves, so the idea of having to fight some strange wolf just for the enjoyment of the onlookers made me physically sick.

I sighed as I sat up in bed, the duvet falling off of me slightly as I made myself comfortable against the headboard. I knew there was only one thing, or rather one person, that could help ease my mind enough to fall asleep right now, but I just couldn't bring myself to go to him. We had come so far in our relationship since our first meeting and I was worried that if I did go to him, to wake him up and ask for some company, it would backfire on me.

It was weird, in this moment I had more people looking out for me and genuinely wanting to be in my company then I had ever had before, but at the same time I had never felt so alone. The pain I felt from the absence of my family was like a gaping hole in my chest, a hole I knew could never be filled until I found them and had them back in my life.

I sighed again in frustration before thinking to hell with it. If I couldn't go to Xavier in my hour of need without him having a bitch fit then maybe it was a good thing that we hadn't let things escalate. Mates were designed to be there for you whenever they needed you and if Xavier didn't want to be with me and deal with what was going on then maybe he didn't deserve to be my mate.

I flung the covers off my legs before walking over to my slightly open door and across the hallway until I was standing right outside his room. I stood there for a second as I thought about what to do next. I mean do I knock or do I just walk straight in? It was extremely likely that he was asleep right now so he probably wouldn't hear me if I gently knocked, but the idea of walking in and standing over him whilst he slept also didn't seemed appealing. What if he woke up before I got a chance to wake him and he just seems me standing over him, watching him whilst he slept. No thank you. I eventually went with knocking on the door whilst letting myself in, hopefully I could wake him up before getting to close to him and seeming like some sort of creep.

"Xavier" I whispered as I walked into his room. I don't know why I did that, whispered his name. My goal was to wake him up so why did I say it in such a quiet voice. Even I wouldn't be able to hear it, and I was a light sleeper.

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