Caged Between the beta and alpha
Chapter 13
RAVEN
Liam had told Taylor and me to return to the party whilst he and Zack dealt with the body. Damon had gone off to see if there were any traces or anything left behind.
Although we returned to the lively party with upbeat songs playing, I still felt glum.
‘So… You know about Zack and I.’ Taylor said through the link as he passed me a beer bottle.
I looked at him and nodded.
‘Why haven’t you gone public or accepted the bond?’ I asked, unable to resist.
Taylor looked pained; his eyes were fixed on a spot in the distance.
Zack doesn’t want anyone to know yet, he said he needs time.’
Well, even I was surprised that they were mates, but now that I knew, I could just see how perfect they could be. I stepped up to Taylor and hugged him tightly.
‘I’m here if you need to talk. I know you have a lot going on, yet you’re still smiling.’
‘Isn’t that what you do to?’ He asked softly, looking down at me, concern clear in his eyes.
My heart skipped a beat. I knew this was my chance to share m y own problem, even if I usually kept it inside.
‘I do… but I don’t want to bother anyone. Besides, it’s nothing new, the same old as you I guess… I found my mate, but thanks to certain issues, we can’t be together.’
There I said it.
‘Oh, damn girl, I’m sorry.’ Taylor said apologetically.
I shrugged.
‘It happened three years ago; I’m just thinking of rejecting them now.‘
Rejection will hurt.’ Taylor said, sounding pained.
‘But is staying in this deadlock any better?’
‘Have you tried to work it out with them, like have you asked why he or she can’t accept it?’ Taylor asked gently.
Have I tried?
No, not even once… All I did was just run away and act like the victim… If those two idiots couldn’t talk, then wasn’t it my job to make them sit down?
I’ll take that as a no…’ Taylor said wryly.
‘Yeah…
I needed to sit down with them… I really had to do this, but how do I get them to?
I guess that was a problem for another day.
“Well thanks, Taylor. Honestly, just that one question has got me thinking.” I said, giving him a small smile.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that.”
“I know, but you’re right. Well, I’m heading home, I’m moving to the packhouse tomorrow so I want to finish my packing.”
“Damn, you’re moving? I never knew…”
“Yeah, I think I need my own place,” .
.
“Well, I’ll help you with moving your stuff.”
“I will actually take you up on that offer,” I replied brightly.” Thanks!”
“I think I’ll head home too.” Taylor said. We looked around, everyone seemed to be having fun but since the murder, our hearts weren’t into this.
“When do you think they’ll announce it?” I asked quietly, as w e walked out into the woods.
“My guess is as good as yours.” He sighed deeply.
“Who can it be? Like, why would someone do something so twisted?” I mused.
“I know, I don’t get it. It’s weird.”
We fell silent, trudging through the pack grounds until we reached our homes. Or in my case, Dad’s house…
“What time tomorrow?” Taylor asked.
“After training?”
I did the door; I could see the living room light on, so hopefully, they’ll be in. Mom, can you open the door?’ No response. I knocked on the door. Still nothing. ‘Dad?’ I called through the link. ‘You found your way home, I’m surprised.’ His curt reply came. That was the plan, nice and early.’ I chirped lightly. He didn’t reply but the door was pulled open. He stood there, clenching his jaw. I stepped inside, stopping when I saw the pile of luggage thrown at the bottom of the stairs. “What is this…?” That was my stuff. “What does it look like? I see you were planning on leaving, so I just thought I’d bring your stuff down… Since you are in a rush to leave… Not once did you think