When my parents left me I've never felt so alone. Let alone so unsafe for these past six years. In my world those years felt like an eternity. The only thing to keep me from really ending it all was frankly, my room. It was definitely my safe haven anytime I'd feel unsafe or unsure about something I'd lock myself in.

No one had a key but, me and surely the alpha wouldn't give out room keys to anyone who asked. So I was more than grateful for my small room, it was all I had really. I've spent every waking moment in this room of course when I'm not being terrorized.

My favorite part about my room was the window, it wasn't big but, I loved it. It had the most perfect view of the moon. Every night I'd talk to the moon goddess if she was even real. I know that it's werewolf nature to believe in her only I couldn't help but, think;

If she was real why would she let what happened to me happen?

"Home sweet home." I mumbled, while watching him unlock the door, still holding me.

Once the door was open he made his way to my bed, gently setting me down. Landon questioned why I locked my room knowing that nobody else locks there's. I just said it was for safety reasons with a shrug and he growled at that. My room wasn't messy at all just empty and small.

"This is your room?" he asked with a silent growl.

I've noticed he growls a lot, "Yes." I replied, with a nod as I watched him look around.

I watched, his hands run over my things on top of my dresser. Such as two books; The Great Gatsby and Animal Farm while a journal lay open with a drawing of a rose. I also had a tall thin jewelry holder with a single necklace, it belonged to my mother. The picture of my parents and I stood in front of it. Then his attention turned to the wall that I had marked with tally marks, counting the days my parents left.

"What is this?" he asked, turning around to face me with curious eyes.

"It's..um all of the days since my parents left me here." replying I kept my eyes down with a tight smile, fiddling with my hands.

Now that I said it, it sounded worse than I'd imagined, "Why would you count the days if they left you?" he asked, sounding irritated by the topic.

"I don't really know but, counting them seemed to help pass the time." I replied, locking eyes with him as he continued to look around.

"Pass the time for what?" he asked, heading to my bathroom door only to open it to inspect more.

This conversation was leading down a very dangerous path. I was in my room though, I felt more than safe. Something I did want to admit is that it was odd having someone in my room for the first time.

"Pass the time until my birthday." I breathed out, before slipping my shoes off without untying them.

Seeming how I can't bend over without practically killing my insides. After saying that Landon snapped his head to mine so quick I think he got whiplash.

"Today's your birthday isn't it." he stated, more than asked.

"Yup." I replied, while grabbing my shoes once I managed to get them off and dropping them on the floor, "Another terrible birthday passed." I mumbled to myself, as I fixed the covers over my legs.

Then I felt my chin being titled up only to meet Landon's brown eyes. The sparks are something I will definitely not be able to get used too.

"Happy birthday Layla." he whispered so softly, before leaning forward making my heart beat increase, his lips placing a kiss to my forehead.

That was something I was so not expecting. How could he do that so easily?

"Um..thank you." The words felt foreign to hear no one has told me happy birthday in years.

"You're welcome.." his eyes locked with mine again for a moment before he broke the silence, "Why were you waiting for your birthday?" his voice oozed with curiosity.

I couldn't exactly tell him I was leaving his pack because, they were beating me.

"Could we finish talking another time I'm really tired and I just-" A gasp escaped my lips when he put his finger to my lips to shush me.

"May I sleep in here with you?" his question bounced around in my head.

He wanted to sleep with me?

My throat was dry, no one has ever slept in the same bed as me let alone be so close.

"I-I don't think-" I started, only for him to run his thumb over my lip.

"I wouldn't ever do anything you wouldn't wish for I just want to hold you can I do that?" his voice was deep in the air that was silence.

My heart swelled and I felt sparks everywhere he touched. How could I deny him when he was being nothing but, sweet. Before I knew it I was nodding my head gently. I watched as he backed away from me and started to slip his shoes off then his pants followed by his shirt. On instinct I looked down not wanting him to think I was a weirdo for staring.

Although I did catch the sight of his toned abs while I looked down. The bed dipped on the other side which caused me to move further in bed till I was laying down. Soon I was facing Landon's eyes who were staring at me as if trying to read my whole story.

"I want you to know I'm always going to protect you." he whispered, while his hand moved slowly, almost cautiously to my cheek.

I felt his thumb caress my jaw in a manner that made me want to melt. All of this time I've longed for a protector and here he was. Was he being truthful, I hoped to the moon goddess he was. I almost wanted to cry at the fact that my life was actually turning around. The familiar burn in my nose came and I felt the water in my eyes.

"T-thank you." I whispered, blinking back the tears.

With that I let my eyes close on there own accord as I felt his hands cautiously wrap around my waist, bringing me closer.

To say the least for the first night in six years I got the best sleep I could ever ask for.

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