Chapter 32: A memory you know Sierra's POV (12-year-old Sierra's POV)Is there a thing in life where you can erase all the bad? Replace it with the good and be done with it?A horrible, painful memory? A memory you remember and a memory you know.I wish there were certain memories I didn't know about. Certain things can turn all the good things sour. Turn rotten under all of that madness and the exhaustion.Bitter-sweet memories that spiral round and around."Mom, when we get home can you show me how to do those cookies you promised?" I ask as I flip through the magazine she gave me which tells me all about baking and how to create different designs for different cakes and pastries."Sweets, it's 10 p.m. on a Friday. I won't be teaching you anything until tomorrow" she laughs as she and Dad go back to discussing something."So tomorrow then?""Yes. Tomorrow we will boot your father out and we will have a girls' day.""Promise?""I promise. Now can you please tell me why you haven't d
Chapter 31: I will find you. Nikolai's POV "What happens if she doesn't wake up?" I ask my mom as she hands me a coffee. One good thing about having a gamma and a beta is that when I'm not at the pack house, they are and they are decent at what they do. "With what?" I point to the bed. It's been 39 hours since she came out of surgery. They told us to expect the first 24 hours to be crucial. That it isn't 100% that she would survive and she did. A few blips and a lot of scared through the night, her heart monitor skyrocketing, her blood pressure too high and her says just genuinely all over the place but after 34 hours, she's finally semi-stable and can be moved into another room tomorrow. "Mr Anderson?" One of the nurses says. Taking my hand away from Sierra's, I head out the door to the woman in charge. "I'm sorry to pull you away from your partner. I just have a few questions. There are a lot of things on here that are blank" "Okay?" Whether I say it as a statement or a que
Chapter 30: Let the woman speakNikolai's POV"This is all my fault" I mutter to myself as I stand from the plastic chair for what feels like the 50th time this last hour.Sierra went into surgery 4 hours ago. 4 hours of painful waiting. Not knowing what's happening."Son. Don't go beating yourself up over this. What's done is done and that lass has overcome so much more than any 24-year-old should endure. She will pull through this"I don't want to think about how this is tearing me up inside. How Rex, - being the asshole he is - is retreating until we know more. For once, I'm glad I have control over that wolf otherwise he would completely ruin this hospital and the last thing we are currently needing to be having is a wolf going on a rampage in a human hospital."So what? What is all of this for if she doesn't survive surgery? She was beaten the fuck up! Glass everywhere, unconscious! THIS is my fault! MY FAULT!" I'm not shouting but I can't seem to stop.The almighty Alpha Nikola
Chapter 29: Sweet, Sweet SierraSierra's POV (Right before the accident)Pain laces my heart. I don't want to feel this weak. Vulnerable. Useless. But when someone makes you think those things, hurting or not, it sticks. The pain and humiliation stick and I have a very hard time allowing someone to take that control from me now. I didn't want Nikolai to be one of them. To be a creator or torment toward me but here I am. Naive and alone. Even after I started talking to him, opening up - more than what I have done in over a decade with anyone - I could feel the burning sensation behind my eyes. I feel the sting of Nikolai's rejection, even though I wasn't physically rejected. The thought he must have put into that sentence makes me think that blow's all too well.I wanted to protest. Stomp my foot like a child not getting her own way. Demand that he listen to me and how I felt too. But I couldn't. At the time I tried to stand there with my guard up and tell him to shove his mean commen
Chapter 28: Where is she!Nikolai's POVI've reduced myself to be exactly what they said I would always be.Cold.Ruthless and untouchable. When I re-emerged from my bathroom to find her gone, I was relieved. I didn't want to look at her. I didn't want to have the guilt of what I said lingering in the air but as the minutes go by and I don't feel her in here, I begin to get anxious. Paranoid is what they call it nowadays right? I head out of my room, freshly showered and now ready to talk to Sierra when I bump straight into my sister."Hey..." she says but she won't look at me. Continues to look down at her feet."Mila..." I say as I side-step her. "Are you okay?" she asks and I wonder what Mom has said to her. I have never been one to tell them anything but the state I must have looked, walking in beside Sierra who refused to talk to anyone and headed straight toward my room - Our room - and away from everyone who was looking our way."Yeah, I'm good, thanks, sis," I say, trying
Chapter 27: I think you should leave.Sierra's POVI don't remember much about my mom anymore. As the years have passed, I have found that everything I remembered slowly vanishes. I remember her as a person. I see her every time I close my eyes. When I needed her the Most. I remember how she would read to me and sing me songs but I don't remember her voice anymore. I have no recordings of her voice from before she died and as the years went by and the abuse at my previous pack got worse, I slowly started to forget all the major details of my parents. Voices.Favourite things.Colours.Touches.I miss waking up and feeling her hand rest against my hair when I refused to get up. When I was young enough not to understand the importance of school. I don't remember how I went from being such a happy child with the best friend I ever had, a loving family and a life I took for granted, to being useless and royally screwed over by her pack. Abused and cheated on in life. I'm in Nikolai's ro