All Chapters of Alpha’s Halfling Mate: Branded By My Sister’s Death : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Sireen’s POV“Okay, this is a really bad idea,” I say, pacing inside a small invincible circle, and I watch with my heart on the tip of my tongue as Lily bends over a bed of green beans. “I think we should go back inside,” I urge, but just like she has done the last three times I suggested she return to bed, she waves me away.“No offense, Sireen girl, but before Elowen chattered and brought you here, I didn’t give a damn about these medicines. I gave a damn about my books and my plants, and I watered said plants every day. I also harvested my produce myself. Right now, my garden is grown and attracting pests.”She stops speaking, stands upright for air before hunching over again and getting her scissors to work. “We're skipping my afternoon meds and I’m harvesting my babies whether you like it or not. And when we’re done, we’ll sit on the patio and talk about the book I gave you last. You’re welcome to stay or go though.”I stand stunned as Lily wraps up her speech and focuses on wh

Sireen’s POVI return to school the next morning filled with a mix of emotions from everything that went down yesterday, so the minute Camilla and I are settled in our seats, I start to fill her in. She does more listening than speaking today which is a bit unusual, but it gives me the room to get all that has been on my mind off my chest, so I take it.“I just wish you would have taken my call last night. It would have stopped me from doing something really stupid,” I say, keeping my eyes ahead as flashes of how I came undone with a freaking toothbrush to a ten second imagination of naked Trevor run through my mind’s eye. It’s all still very fresh, and I can still taste how good it felt.“You texted me?” Camilla’s head whirls over to me, and I pause.“Yeah. I did,” I say, bringing out my now fixed phone to check our text thread thinking that I may not have texted her but thought I did. My message is right there, so I put up my phone to show it to her.“Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t realize

Sireen’s POVI walk out of Lily’s room and gently close the door behind me, but not before dragging the curtains on either side of her bed open to let in some sunlight. Lily protested, of course, but I was in between listening and trying to get my heart to stop racing to even bother responding.As soon as I’m out, I let my head rest against the door and breathe in and out a couple of times. Deep deep breaths, to steady myself. When I finally feel like I can take three steps without staggering or tripping, I push myself off and search my brain for where the nurse said the wheelchair would be.“This is not bad,” I tell myself as I go out of Lily’s building through the back door. The wheelchair should be in the store room which is in one of the two doors of the smaller cabin behind Lily’s own. “It’s not that bad. She only needs the wheelchair now because we’ll be walking for a long time, not because I’ve failed,” I whisper-shout, so quickly that the sentence only makes sense in my head a

Sireen’s POVTrevor asked me to take Lily’s assembled wheelchair with me, and when I look past his shoulder to where the chair is standing, I don’t know if I can walk down there and back out without doing something I’m already struggling not to do.I’m sure he sees the battle on my face because he sighs and walks to where the chair is, and he pushes it to the door where I’m still standing. This Trevor is different. It’s scary. It’s not what I’m used to. He’s vulnerable, sad, alone, and it doesn’t come close to excusing anything he has done, but it tells me why, no matter how screwed up why is.I don’t know if I want Bully Trevor or Vulnerable Trevor, but I take the handle of the chair from him and pull the door open without knowing which I should decide on. Neither of us says anything till I'm at the back of Lily’s building, stepping inside, and out of his sight.The back door isn’t completely see through when I close it, but I can make out the shapes of what’s out there, so I see w

Trevor’s POVSireen goes on to tell Lily about how much she is disgusting and ugly inside, a label that I should have helped her see herself as not but became the sponsor for. If there was a feeling worse than disgust and self hatred, I felt all of it now. Irrespective of how dark I was inside, I was supposed to be a light in the dark parts of her life, but I spread that darkness farther with mine. I always saw her as beautiful, but I let my hatred blind me so much that I chose to believe otherwise.It becomes too much of a struggle to breathe or even stand upright, and the strained breaths I difficultly draw in is what blows my cover. Grandma notices my presence and calls me out.Realization sets in Sireen’s eyes and she loses it, stomping to where I stand behind a tree and shoving a finger in my chest.“Were you watching me?” Sireen has daggers replaced in her red wide eyes, and she stabs me with them. “What the hell is wrong with you? Did you get off to me undressing?” Grandma is