Chapter 8 Alonso

She has Annabella by the arm pulling the ring from her finger as Annabella tries pulling away, Morpheus starts stirring on the inside which was strange because I haven't heard from him in a long time.

”what are you doing?” father asked Mariah,

“I just want to have a look, that's all.” Mariah smiled,

“Let go of the poor girl, Mariah. She's uncomfortable with you touching her.”

“Are you uncomfortable with me touching you, Annabella?” Mariah asked,

“Mariah let her hand go and get ready for the Luna meeting.”

Mariah storms off and father storms off behind her, they are both arguing with each other, Annabella composes herself and gathers the rest of the dishes from the dining room before washing them up.

I offered to dry, but she denied the offer and asked if I'd like a cup of coffee instead. I would never decline a cup of coffee, seeing that's the first woman I ever fall in love with.

She turns on the television and I watch it from the kitchen, waiting for her to ready the cup of coffee and place it on top of the counter. There's a Steve Harvey family feud episode going on that grabs my attention.

I'm watching the television when I feel the heat from the coffee falling onto my hands, I pull away and shout to get Annabella's attention.

She looks at me in complete horror as my hands are now red and some coffee is spilled on the counter.

“Ohh, I'm so sorry…”

“It…”

“Paper towels, yes, paper towels.”

Scrambling around the kitchen looking for the paper towels, I look on in amusement mainly because I've never seen her look so frantic before.

“Just use the cloth, Annabella.”

“Ohh, the cloth, right.”

She grabs the cloth and wipes up the mess, then she opens the cabinet above the sink and gets the small medical supply kit and places a bandage over the burn after placing ointment on it.

“I'll make you more coffee…”

“No, Annabella, it's ok.”

“No, no, I insist I'll make you another cup, just let me grab a pack from the pack's kitchen I'll be right back.”

She storms off and runs through the door leaving me in the kitchen with wet pants, wet t-shirt and a family feud episode still going on, on the television.

A half hour has now gone by and Annabella hasn't returned yet, the rain is pouring and father already left with Mariah.

I'm nervous as hell, scared that something might have happened to her or worse she gets lost or kidnapped, well, I don't think anyone would kidnap her, but she could still get lost.

Rolling back and forth on the porch I spot the woman who helped me a couple of years ago, she sees me as well and comes over.

“Alpha Alonso, are you ok?”

“AMM… No, my wife Annabelle went to the pack's kitchen and hasn't returned yet. She doesn't have an umbrella, and I'm afraid she got lost.”

“Annabella, ohhh, your father's beta adopted daughter.”

“Yes, could you please look for her? I would have, but…”

“I'll go look, you stay put.”

She leaves after opening her umbrella and runs through the rain looking, I continue rolling back and forth thinking if I should call dad and ask him for help, but a part of me doesn't want to, a part of me wants to do this on my own even though I asked a person I've only met twice in my life to help me.

I looked at the time and noticed that she had been gone for twenty minutes, so I did what I've never thought about doing in a million years. I grabbed an umbrella, opened it and drove myself out onto the paved road and looked around.

Furthermore, I called for her as I drove and looked at the same time, not noticing that I'd drive into a mud puddle, leaving me stuck, the wind picking up and the umbrella going flying up into the sky.

Annabella comes out of nowhere with the woman holding her in her arms, they both see me and run over to get me out from the puddle, they push and push until they get me out.

We hurried back home to change from the soaking wet clothes we were in and thank the lady for all her help. I even asked her if she'd like anything in return, and she said no.

Annabella helps me out of my clothes with her head turned away, she then carries me to the bathroom and runs me a warm bath. She organizes my clothing and my catheter bag for when I'm finished with my bath. Once I'm finished she gets me out, dries me with her head turn and helps me dress. Gave me some medication and then placed me under the blanket.

I hear her coaching and sneezing in the bathroom non-stop, the water starts running, and she goes silent.

“Ohh goodness, she's sick.” I hear Morpheus say,

“Where did you come from?”

“Don't worry about me get a doctor over to see the poor girl.”

I grab my phone from the nightstand draw and call Dr.Williams the pack doctor over to check up on both me and Annabella.

He arrived shortly after Annabella came out of the shower, checked me over first, then check Annabella.

“You'll be fine, Alpha, but you…”

“My wife Annabella is my wife.”

“Your wife here may have come down with the cold, I'll bring the medicine over shortly. Also, she has to get a lot of rest.”

“Thank you.” both me and Annabella say together,

Annabella walks him out and remains downstairs for quite a while, when she did return she came with a piping cup of hot coffee. Upon her handing me the cup, I notice her ring finger bare,

“Annabelle.”

“Uhh.”

“Where is your wedding ring?”

She stops stairs at me like I asked her where's the ghost of Christmas past.