When I came home, I was very very irritated.

We had a lead on the rogue but then it's like it just vanished. I sent my guards to watch the borders and anywhere near my house. I'm pretty sure that this rogue has a connection with Kayla. And I would never let it get to her. I wouldn't let anything get to her.

To say I was irritated is an understatement. I was actually livid that for the first time in my alpha career, I do not have a rogue captured and in my cells under 24 hours. Who ever it was, it might be someone we have never dealt with before. And we need to see if this person worked with whoever set me up for capture. I'm still working on that.

When i walked into my front door, it swung hard, causing the top hinge to come off. Now I have to put a reminder for someone to fix that by the end of the night. I might end up doing it myself with how busy everyone is with this situation.

The room was dark but had a little bit of sunlight peeking through the windows and my now broken door. I went to the kitchen to get me a drink and eat the old leftovers that Kayla and I made together. It's been a long day. I'm aggravated at myself for not being here for my pack. I wish i could've escaped sooner. They needed someone for them to count on, for them to lean on. It was sudden, they were all confused.

I wouldn't trade my pack for anything. And now I have Kayla by my side. My life was starting to settle the way it was meant too. A mate, a pack that cares for me like I care for them, I can only make it better by catching this rogue. It would put Kayla out of danger and my pack out of danger. And also catching who betrayed me. Only someone from my pack knew where I would be that night when I was patrolling.

I went to the back of the kitchen that had a door that led out to my back porch. I sat down appreciating the night air around me. It was calm, the night. It was quiet, all you could hear were the crickets and some gusts of wind. It was a bit chilly, it was getting near the winter but it's fine. My energy from all of this is keeping me quite warm.

Suddenly I heard shouting.

Kayla.

I rushed back into the house, through the kitchen to see Kayla with a knife in her hand. A big one.

Her eyes were closed.

I instantly stopped walking towards her. Is she sleep walking. It wouldn't be good to suddenly wake her up like this. Especially with her knife.

Overall I was very confused. She seems so scared.

Her eyes opened and they were filled with tears and they were now streaming down her face. And she was staring at me. She was looking at me like she hated me. Like I was the worst thing she could possibly be seeing right now.

"Kayla? It's -" I didn't even get to finish whenever she charged at me with the knife right in front of her. She was kicking and screaming like she lost control of herself. I grabbed her wrist that was holding the knife and pulled it away from both of us and fought her for it. I finally got the knife to fall on the floor and i kicked it away from us. Trying to pull her back into my arms to calm her down, she kept fighting me, determined to get away from me.

I finally got behind her where I completely embraced her and held her arms in front of her. I brought both of our arms to her chest and pressed her into me. Kayla could feel who I was now. The tingles must have let her know. They were there.

My touch relaxed her but she was still breathing heavy like she's been holding it this whole time. With her in my arms still, I slid down the wall, and caressed her hair, "Shhh, sweetheart it's okay. It's okay love," I softly spoke to her, "You're alright. You're going to be fine."

"Adrian," she said still sobbing.

"I'm here, Kayla."

"Is he gone? He's gone right?" she asked me. He? She thought someone else was here. She didn't know she was attacking me.

"There was no one here love," I had to let her know.

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It was all an hallucination. Sir wasn't here. He was never here.

I was currently sitting in my room, leaned back against the head board, with Adrian at the end of the bed. He was holding my hand. He's been comforting me for the past hour still helping me with calming down. I played out the scene in my head over and over again. It felt so real. Like he was actually standing in front of me. Someone could've easily been hurt because of me. For once in my life, I was actually dangerous, and I could've hurt Adrian at the rate I was going. What would happen if I couldn't be stopped?

I was still shaking. The only sound in the room were from the raindrops hitting the window pane outside. It sounded like a big storm.

"Your mind was probably on there being danger around you. And your thoughts took it to the main source of what it used to be,"Adrian said, speaking to me for the first time this past hour. I guess he saw how it was still fresh on my mind.

"I could've hurt you," I whispered back to him. If i did hurt him, I wouldn't have know what I'd do. He's become important to me these past couple of weeks, and I don't want to mess that up. I know sometimes it seems like I'm not warmed up to him but it just feels like I still need time. This whole thing is new to me. I'm around someone that actually cares for me, it's abnormal.

"But you didn't love. It's not your fault. You didn't know what you were doing," he explained, "Everything's okay. You've been in a place that would've messed with your mind mentally. And I'm going to help you change that."

He shuffles closer to me. I don't stop him. His touch is really helping me right now. Really, his presence was putting me at ease.

Surprising him, I came across the bed and hugged him. I was at an awkward angle, my knees digging into the bed and upper half was pressed into his shoulder. My mind was skyrocketing with my thoughts on maybe I shouldn't have hugged him all of a sudden just now. I started to pull away but he reached over and put his arm across me, hugging me back. He then readjusted ourselves, probably to put us in a more comfortable position, but instead I ended up straddling him. All while we were still hugging.

It finally set in my mind of our surprising position, but it didn't seem to faze him when I pulled back to look at him. He was looking at me with that look that he gave me when he first met me. The look that made me blush like I used too, and like I'm doing right now.

His eyes had me captivated, but what's new? His eyes has me from the beginning. They revealed so much about him and they showed adoration.

My eyes trailed down to his nose, it was slightly red at the tip but not like he had been sick but in a cute natural way. If i has been further away, I wouldn't have seen it because of how tan he is. It was nice to get this close. It felt right.

I went further, looking at his broadened chest that held a structure of muscle so strong, he probably couldn't feel anything that touched it. I was proven wrong, when I felt his heartbeat quicken, because without noticing, I was trailing my finger along them softly.

His hands went from my back to my hips, which in return made my heartbeat quicken. My breath was shorter as we got deeper in our moment. I didn't feel uncomfortable at all. It was all new but felt like normal to me. My eyes went to his lips finally. They looked so soft, so pink and full.

So perfect.

Everything about this moment was.

Finally looking up, he was already staring at me with that same intensity that I'm used too.

"Kayla," his voice was raspy, deep.

"Yes," I spoke looking at his lips again.

He visibly gulped, " I want this moment to be perfect for you, and as painful as it is to say this, I can't kiss you right now." He was also staring at my lips.

I pulled away only a little and didn't say anything. Something in me was sad that he didn't want to kiss me, but another part of me was glad that we didn't.

I was still sitting in him. His arms secured me in place so I couldn't move. "It's not that I don't, it's just that I want our first kiss to be perfect for us and more memorable. I figured neither of us want to remember it this way after everything that happened tonight," he further explained.

Here he goes again, knowing what I wanted even before I did.

I looked back up at him, "I agree," I gave him a soft smile. I want to be better with myself before we move on further into our relationship. It could've become more awkward for me maybe later in the long run. And I need to figure out myself as a person first. Get myself under control.

He smiles back at me them picked me up in one swift movement from the hips to sit me beside him on the bed.

"Maybe you should get some more rest again after tonight. To clear your mind. Doctor May said you could use plenty of sleep any chance you get." He walked across the room to turn one of the lamps out. There was a slight hint of red on his cheeks I noticed before he got up. I snuggled closer into the covers getting comfortable like I would normally do, but now satisfied that I made him feel the way I do every time he compliments me or is sometimes even near me. "That sounds amazing," I said.

"Okay sweetheart." His voice was still deeper than normal. He was closing the curtains and blinds now, the rain still being the steady sound of the room.

He made it so quick for me to forget what happened today in our moment. My soul focus was him and him only. All I could think about was his touch, me touching him, the way he looked at me, just everything about him was intoxicating. I couldn't get enough of it in that moment. And if he didn't stop us from our almost kiss, I couldn't imagine all the ways I would've felt. But I'm glad I made him feel something.

Adrian walked back over to me and leaned down, slicked my hair back to leave a longing kiss on my forehead. His lips left a tingly feeling. I could only imagine what that would feel like if we actually kissed. I can only imagine.

For now.

"Good night, Kayla." He turned to leave the room. I realized that I didn't want to be left alone again. Not after what happened today. I could have more hallucinations and I could maybe even hurt myself.

"Wait, Adrian," his back was towards me but his head slightly turned.

"I- I don't want to be alone, tonight." I spoke more softly this time.

He turned around. It was a little hard to see him in the dark but he did come back into the room.

"Could you maybe sleep in here tonight? I'm just.. scared of what could happen if I'm alone."

"Of course, love," he said walking further into the room. He walked in the room more and made his way to my bed. I thought he was going to slip in beside me, but instead he grabbed one of the extra blankets and made his way to the couch that wasn't to far away from my bed. There were already pillows on the couch.

This was his way of respecting me. He wanted to wait until I was ready for him to sleep in the same bed with me.

Could he be any more better as a person?

"Sweet dreams."

"Goodnight, Adrian."

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