“Stop!” I shouted. “You’re acting like big babies and not alphas.”
“It’s easy for you to say. You’ll never understand how you affect us alphas,” Grant said.
I blinked in shock.What the hell?
“You know what? I’m done,” I said, turning on my heel. “I’m going to my room. I don’t want to see anyone tonight.”
I stalked off into the dark house and up the stairs, my heels clicking on the marble flooring.
I couldn’t believe it.
I never asked to be here. I never asked to be shared by all these alpha makes. I didn’t give a shit about anything anymore. Everything happened so fast.
Every step I took up the stairs felt like a jab to my own heart.
I passed by the men’s bedrooms and went into the master bedroom, which was my room. Locking the door behind me, I switched the light on and threw myself on the bed.
I lay on my side, thinking of what I needed to do. I needed to go home. Ever since I arrived, the pack wasn’t the same. They’d be better off without me.
Pain stabbed in my chest. I never felt like this before.
It was like a physical pain to the heartbreak I was feeling at the thought of leaving the Frostcrown Pack. A strong urge to fix this overcame me. I wanted to hug them all. To let them know it was alright.
Seeing the hurt on Wesley and Sam’s faces was a lot.
I cried in bed, streaks of black mascara smeared all over the white pillows.
I didn’t think I could form such strong connections in so little time. I was going to miss Tony’s attentive care for my emotions. Wesley’s admiration of my bottom. Grant’s possessive way he took my body and Sam’s tenderness and care. I was going to miss all of that.
After crying my heart out, I got off the bed and began to gather my things in the closet.
Maybe it was time to go back home. It was fun here, but it wasn’t sustainable in the long run.
I barely had anything to take back.
I had a few pajamas, dresses, and a phone they bought for me, but that was it. I sat on the closet floor, leaning against the dresses. If I decided this wasn’t for me, it wouldn’t take much time to pack everything and go.
There was a soft knock on the door. I sniffed and sat on the floor, staring at the bottom of my heels. I didn’t feel like talking to anyone.
“Tiana?” said Sam’s voice. He sounded nervous but also gentle as can be. “Tiana, I know you can hear me in there. Please open the door. We just want to talk.”
A pang went through my heart, hearing his voice.
“I’m not ready,” I called out. My body was heavy with sadness, and I couldn’t get up off the floor. I didn’t want to do it anymore. The way Grant spoke to me was so dismissive and disrespectful.
“Tiana,” said Sam again, this time lowering his voice and using the alpha baritone in his voice. My inner omega wolf wanted to obey him, and my chest hurt even more as I tried to fight it. “No one blames you for anything. I promise.”
Tears threatened to fall again. Biting my lip, I slowly shuffled to the door and unlocked it.
Sam opened the door, and upon seeing my face, he wiped the tears from my cheeks with his callused thumbs.
He pulled me in for a hug.
He smelled like candle wax and honey as I leaned into him. He was like a warm bear. It felt comforting and instantly made me feel more at ease.
“I’m sorry they were acting like asses,” he said, his voice muffled against my hair. I turned and kissed him on the mouth, my lips brushing against his small mustache.
He placed both hands on either side of my face and captured my lips with his. My eyes closed, taking in the feelings. His alpha scent was seductive and full of possibilities. His tongue claimed my mouth, and I mewled softly under his dominance. He groaned and pressed his body up against me. His erection evident.