The Alpha's Fated Mate Is an Outcast-Chapter 78

Alexis breathed awake, her chest rising and falling in heavy breathing. She glanced around her surroundings, blinking at the familiar room that belonged to Keelion.

Was all that just a dream? Going for a visit and finding her mother—

The door pushed open and none other than Keelion walked in. He paused when he saw her and Alexis saw this sort of look she had never seen on his face before. It was...remorse? Sympathy...?

Why...why was he looking at her like that?

"Alexis..."

Keelion locked the door behind him and began to approach the bed.

She gazed at him and slowly shook her head. "No, no, it was a dream, t-that’s all it was!"

"Alexis, you need to calm—"

"No, no, no, don’t tell me that!" she snapped, getting up from the bed and staggering her way to the door. "My mom, she’s not dead. That’s not possible. She would never leave me, she promised me that."

She turned the handle and tried to open the door, but it had been locked by Keelion. The man grabbed her by the arm and spun her around. "You need to calm down!... Please."

Alexis met his gaze and he watched as the bubbles of tears in her beautiful eyes broke pouring down her face.

"All my life...I’ve had no one. Just her... She was everything to me. My father didn’t want me—nobody wanted me, not even you. But my mother was the only one who did. She loved me, it didn’t even matter what I was. She cared for me, and you’re...you’re asking me to calm down?"

She snatched her arm from him and shoved him against the chest.

"It’s all your fault. It’s your fault!!"

Keelion rapidly blinked at her. "What...?"

"You promised," she said, in a trembling voice. "You promised that you would keep my mother safe. You assured me that she was safe there, but now she’s gone. And all you can say...all you can ask me is to calm down? You’re asking me to calm down when I just lost the only person who’s ever known I existed. Not even you, not even you give a shit about me."

She sobbed. "You never did, and not even now. I’ve always known that, but it wasn’t a big deal because I’m used to it. Just because I’m your mate doesn’t make a difference. But the little you could have done for me—to keep the one most important person to me alive, you couldn’t do that much..."

She breathed heavily and sniffled, turning around to have her back on him.

Keelion stared at her. He was lost—he didn’t know what to do or what to say. The only thing he could register was the pain in his chest. It felt as if thousands of knives were being pierced all together into his heart, much more than what he felt when he found his mother hanging dead.

This was a new kind of pain altogether, so much so that he reached out his hand before he could think, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her back against his solid frame, hugging her in a way he had never hugged anyone before.

It was more than just intimate—not even he nor his wolf could comprehend what he was feeling at that very moment. But he knew he wanted to comfort her—to soothe her pain away. In fact, he would be willing to carry all of them if he could, and he didn’t think he had ever felt that way towards anyone before.

"I’m sorry..." he whispered, his voice shaky. He’d never once heard himself sound that way. "I’m sorry. You’re right, it’s all my fault and I don’t deny that."

His palm came up to wrap around her forehead, pressing her head back against his chest. "I’ll take responsibility. Anything you want, all you have to do is ask, I’ll do it for you. It doesn’t matter what it is. I’ll find who took her from you, and anything you want me to do, just ask. I’ll even kill for you if you want me to."

His soft warm breath fanned against her shoulder. "I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I...that I couldn’t keep her safe. That I broke a promise I made... I’m sorry..."

Alexis’s tears poured more than she could hold back, soaking his palm that came around her eyes. She exhaled shakily and grabbed his hand, holding it for a moment.

Her body wanted him in that moment, she yearned for his touch, wanted him to hold her for as long as possible. Every piece of her skin wanted his warm touch, even if it were just his breath against her shoulder, but she couldn’t want him—not anymore.

She was done...she was tired.

"Your sorry is not enough and it’ll never be enough, Keelion," that was all she said to him before she slipped out of his hold and unlocked the door.

She pulled it open and left, shutting it behind her.

She didn’t look back nor even care if anyone saw her coming out of his room and making her way to the one next to his. She just turned the handle and stepped in, slamming the door closed.

She pressed her back against the door and slowly slid to the cold marble floor on her bottom, the entire room filled with darkness due to the closed curtain.

The weather outside was gloomy, the sky covered by grey clouds. Little by little, raindrops fell and the heavy wind banged against the floor-length window of the room.

Alexis stared into nothing, head thrown back against the door.

’What have I done so wrong? Why am I so miserable?’

Her cry wasn’t audible—no one would notice if not because of the tears that didn’t stop slipping down her eyes.

Her chest was tightening into knots and nausea was rising to her throat at a fast pace. It didn’t feel real, nothing felt real. It felt like some fever dream—a hallucination that she needed to snap out of.

"Kid..."

She lowered her gaze at the sound of the familiar voice—-one she had missed for days now. Right before her eyes, Sereia morphed into her vision, her golden eyes wet with bubbles of tears.

Could wolve’s...cry?