All Chapters of The Small Whisperer: They wanted the Alpha's Omega dead : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

POV: SAINT "He's going to be alright, and this isn't your fault." Jackson's voice was steady, though I could feel the strain beneath it, the same worry I carried mirrored quietly in the tension of his arms around me. "It's been two months, Jackson, and he still won't talk to the therapist." I swallowed hard, the words scraping against a throat already tight with exhaustion. "Let him take his time. We shouldn't rush him. He's witnessed so much at such a young age; it's important for him to process everything at his own pace," Jackson said while hugging me, his hand moving in slow, steady circles against my back the way it always did when he was trying to hold both of us together at once. "I know, but," I breathed out shakily. "I should have told him sooner. It's all my fault." I sobbed, the guilt I'd been carrying for two months finally breaking loose all at once. "It must be incredibly hard for him to finally realize that his mother died that day." "We can't know what would h

BLAKE The cold wind blew around 2am in New Moon Pack, the noise announced that it would soon rain. It was the season of rain so it was only natural. The trees outside groaned under the weight of the gusts, their branches scraping against windows like fingers begging to be let in, and somewhere far off a howl rose and faded, swallowed whole by the coming rain. I tossed and turned on my bed, sweat dripped down my skin like it had rained on me already. My eyes were closed shut, my body stiff as the noisy wind drowned out the distressed noise I was making. I gripped the bedsheet as the line between reality and the nightmare I was having gradually became thin. The blanket twisted around my legs like it too was trying to hold me down, trap me inside the memory that never let me go. "B-Blake? B-Blake? Where are you?" I heard my mother's scared and pained voice. I frantically searched everywhere but I could only see darkness. I couldn't see anything. My eyes became blurry as tears filled

TOM I walked into the living room with my shoulders dropped. "He refused, huh?" I heard pops(Saint) ask as he wiped the table. I could only nod. Blake had always been refusing me, but I still hadn't gotten used to the disappointment. It sat heavy in my chest every single time, a small ache I had learned to carry quietly. Pops sighed. "Maybe on Monday he'll agree?" I gave my pops a 'yeah right' look, prompting him to shrug. "You have to be hopeful." "I just want to be there for him. He was clearly not fine with the way he looked this morning," I said. I knew all too well what Blake went through every night. I'd always been around Blake. I remembered the way Blake's eyes had looked just now, red-rimmed and hollow, the kind of tired that no amount of sleep could fix, and it had taken everything in me not to reach out and pull Blake into a hug I knew wouldn't be welcomed. "We just need to be patient and give him his space when he asks for it," pops said. "At least he acknowledges us.

TOMThe sounds of my knuckles against the door echoed throughout the quiet hallways. The morning sun was already out, and people were going about their day. My parents were already out doing their Saturday pack duties. Don't get me wrong; I had completed my own duty quickly and was back to see Blake.I knocked on Blake's door again, this time with more force than before. I needed to see Blake. I had been so busy yesterday because I had a series of meetings with my dad, and as part of the warriors, I had hunting to do. By the time I came back home yesterday, Blake had already entered his room. I had knocked last night when I returned, but Blake didn't answer me.So here I was today. I wanted to know if Blake was okay because my instincts told me that something was off. I knocked on the door again. "Blake?" I called out. I could hear faint sounds of Blake shuffling around inside the room, which meant Blake knew I was knocking.I let out a breath of relief when I heard footsteps approach

TOM"I've been eagerly waiting for you to come back, you know," I said to Tyson, who walked with three other people: two alphas and a beta. I had been waiting for him to return since yesterday, but Nathan told me it had been moved to Monday morning because something had happened during the hunt. So, I left after the elders meeting was over and waited for him on the path Nathan said he always took home."And why would you be waiting for me?" Tyson asked with a smirk, an I could tell he was trying to hide the fear that had slowly begun to creep in.I smiled before turning to the other three people with Tyson. "If you're still here by the time I throw the first punch, I'll assume you're part of the reason why I'm going to beat him up."I watched as they looked at each other, their eyes communicating silently, and then they shook thier head, concluding that they didn't want any trouble with me. The beta and one of the alphas walked away, leaving the other alph