Too Beautiful for the Alpha

Chapter 36 Chapter 36

I sit in the dirt, against a tree, the bark scratching my bare back, and I stay curled up. A thin fog gathers around me, the air frigid. My fingers lose color and I feel as if these are the sensations of death. Everything is cold, so painfully and relentlessly cold. The feeling in my toes fade and I contemplate shifting again to stay alive. I can't be too far, I can't be off of pack land. I should go back but I'm scared that his father will grab me again, that he'll choke me and cut me as he did his wife.

'You didn't finish the diary, did you?'

A harsh shiver overcomes me and I hold my bare body tighter, ready to shift even though my wolf is exhausted. This is what I get for not letting her out enough, she grows weak.

I need to go back, I need to find James, he needs to know the truth about his—

I jolt forward, hearing a distant voice.

It comes again.

I attempt to stand up, my limbs frozen in place and sore. My fingers grip at the bark of the tree, prying me from the ground, dirt getting under my nails. Then I feel him. His scent grows strong in the air.

"Rae!"

Relieved, I throw my head back. "James!" My voice is rough, hardly loud enough to sound like a yell. "I'm here!"

I wobble in the direction of his voice, back from where I came. My ankles bend and my bare feet mold over rocks and dead brush, and I use my hands to make myself decent, covering my body where needed. The wind is sharp against me, like little needles. "James?" I call again.

He appears and hurries over to me, holding my robe. I knew he was the wolf who brought his father to the ground, the one who... He must have seen me run off. James grabs my arm and holds me up, keeping me stable as I wrap myself up. He catches a glimpse of the growing bruise on my hip and gently brushes his hand over it before the soft fabric of the robe can cover it.

"H-He killed your mother," I mumble, telling him what he deserves to know. "He tried to kill me. He tried to get me in the bathtub."

James pulls me in, his fingers seeping into my hair as he holds me close as if the sky were falling. "We have to go back, Rae. You're freezing."

I tense. "Is he—"

James says

to carry me the rest of the way. I bask in his warmth, thawing my skin. His grip on me is tight, but I don't tell him to ease up, I let him

not. Your side is

"I'll be okay."

killed my mother. And he almost took you too," he thinks over, letting out

against him, not wanting him to

dead body, I don't want to see what James has done. The fact is inevitable, he killed his father to protect

need to think over the possibilities. All he needed to see was my fear. I wrap my arms around him now before he puts me down at the door. Tears well in my eyes but I make

grabbed me and pulled me into the bathroom," recalling it makes the anxious feelings return, "he pushed me to the ground. I saw he had a knife or blade or

uncomfortable and stiff, but I continue, "He tried to cut me but I wouldn't let him so he choked me," my voice becomes shaky. "I thought I was going to die, but I-I got out and that's when I bruised my hip. I fell out of the tub and landed on it. I don't know, he was grabbing me feet s-so I kicked him. I ran downstairs and out the door while he followed me and grabbed my hair and... Then I ran out of the

now.

know that,

impatient.

"I know, but—"

Rae," he nearly shouts at me.

move back. "James," my voice is slow and

staring at the water and fresh flowers and glass on the floor, and the splash on the wall that slowly drips down to the mess. Gail always puts flowers in the

curses to himself, clearly in an inner conflict. "Stay away from the

speak he says, "You know I would do anything for you, Rae. You know that, don't you?" I nod. "I just,

"Okay."

takes a deep

sorry you killed your

I've never seen from him. It holds grief. "It's alright.

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