Caleb had become distant. I hadn't seen him that often since I was bitten. It was like the moment that he knew I was safe and healed he found any excuse to be away from me. The only person that stayed with me every day was Taylor. The only time she wasn't with me was when Caleb would come back to our room after a long day of Alpha duties.

I couldn't help but think that he was purposefully ignoring me. I thought he would be extatic that I was now back in our room sleeping next to him, but I was wrong. This was what he wanted after all, then why hardly talk to me.

He didn't even touch me.

He would crawl in bed and remain stiff on his side with plenty of room for another person to sleep between us. It was like if he touched me he'd be contaminated or something. And to hurt my ego even more I swore he would work later each day to ensure I was fast asleep before he'd come to bed late at night.

Taylor groaned from the black chair on the other side of the bedroom. Sitting up she rolled her eyes. "The guys are coming back."

A little smile crept on my face as I awaited Caleb. I wanted to see him though he was upset about something with me. I hadn't built up the courage to confront him about it, but it changed nothing, I still longed every day for the time I get to see his beautiful face.

"Caleb isn't with them. Loz wants me to meet him back at his room." She explained standing up and looking at her phone. "It is getting late it's almost midnight."

"Where's Caleb?" I asked standing up an uneasy feeling overcoming me.

"He's fine. He's in his office doing paperwork stuff for the club I think." Taylor further explained. My eyebrows knotted together. It came as no surprise to me that Caleb owned the club. I had managed to put two and two together, a while back when he put that meeting with Druscilla together. But what I couldn't wrap my head around was the fact that he felt the need to stay up late and consume his time with meaningless paperwork that could wait until tomorrow.

I forced a fake smile when Taylor came to rest her hands on my shoulders. She was trying to comfort me but it did little to nothing. I still felt a twinge of hurt balled in the center of my chest.

"He almost lost you. I think his Alpha pride is hurt, that's all. I promise you it most likely has nothing to do with you and everything to do with him." She uttered. Her words however fell on deaf ears as my thoughts told me otherwise.

Something in the pit of my stomach was telling me that there was another reason, a reason that has made it difficult to be around me. I thought mates were supposed to be unconditional as devoting.

I both wanted to know and didn't. I wanted to know because I wanted to fix it, but I didn't want to face whatever it was that had him beside himself. What could I have done to upset him this much?

"Don't be too hard on yourself Evie. Why don't you pay him a visit to his office? I'm sure after a long day patrolling and taking care of the pack he'd appreciate your fugly face." I pulled away giving her a face that read; really? She chuckled before continuing. "No but really. You're his mate you can make his day a hundred times better by just showing up."

"I'll think about it. You should go before Lawerance shows up here looking for you, for you know what." I wiggled my eyebrows in a knowing way.

The last couple of days Taylor and I had made up and shared about what's happened in the time we didn't talk to each other. She shared more than I wanted to know about her and Loz's sex life but I was happy for her nonetheless.

"Oh shut up. He can't help himself. I'm amazing in bed. I'd be craving me if I fucked myself." She shrugged. The chuckle that escaped my lips made her giggle as well.

"Glad to know you're a crazy sex addict." Rolling my eyes I thought she'd feel a slight bit of embarrassment but I was caught off guard when she smirked.

"You say that like it's a bad thing." She opened the bedroom door to leave. "Trust me when you have a taste of your mate you'll never get enough."

I shoved her the rest of the way out of the room shutting the door behind us. "And that's my cue to go find Caleb." She gave me a mischievous wink. "Just finding him nothing else."

I started walking down the stairs as I heard Taylor shout out.

"I'm sure that's all your gonna do with him!"

I groaned as I continued down the gold and maroon stair case. Caleb's office was down here some where I just wasn't sure exactly. The last time I had a bite in my neck and I was following the noise of crashing furniture.

The mansion was dead silent not even a creek from a floor board was heard. As I rounded the stair case and walked behind it I soon came across a door that was singled out from the rest, as there was a dim light that seeped beneath the crack of the door.

I couldn't hear anything as I raised my hand to knock. I hesitate however as my anxiety suddenly heighten. Why was I timid to see him? Why was I nervous to talk to him? Was it the fact that I had guilt now being something that wasn't human? I didn't ask to be a supernatural and definitely not a banshee at that.

I was still struggling to figure out how to tell him. It felt so surreal. It felt wrong, like a error in a matrix of mysterious beings. Me? A supernatural?

If I could barely fathom it to be reality how could I ever admit it to Caleb.

The door was pulled open just before my knuckles knocked on the wood. Caleb stood there stunned for a moment, drinking me in with his gaze, but just as brief as he looked at me he moved to gently pushing me back to step out of his office and close it.

"What are you doing here?" The coldness in his tone made my throat feel like it had closed up. That wasn't exactly how I thought he'd react to seeing me.

"I-I..." I shifted my weight from foot to foot as my hand rubbed my arm nervously. When Caleb's eye brow lifted in impatience I was hit with another slap to the face. Why was he so withdrawn? "I haven't seen you all day."

Caleb looked me up and down as if not understanding what I said.

"I was heading up to bed now." He replied flatly stepping around me to head up stairs. I grabbed his hand as he passed me stopping him in his tracks.

I had to put more effort into getting his attention if I was going to have any luck in changing whatever made him this distant. Maybe it was because I had made myself distant days ago. Maybe he was getting even with me. My heart broke at the thought.

Shit was this how he felt when I didn't want to see him?

With my hand wrapped around his I opened the office door and pulled him to follow. He did budge. A heated blush colored my cheeks as embarrassment started to settle in.

I looked up at his blue stone cold eyes that gave me no trace of what he could possibly be thinking.

There had to be more than just putting in more effort. Or me avoiding him. Or Caleb trying to get even with me. If it weren't for what he said next I would have still tried to convince myself it was one of the three.

"What are you trying to do Evelyn?" I dropped his hand suddenly feeling the dead weight of his arm to heavy to hold.

Dropping my gaze from his harsh stare I shook my head.

"I was trying to be more-" No Evelyn don't lie to him, be up front, my subconscious echoed in my head. Be blunt for once in your life. I looked away from him finding only then I could talk without crumbling under the pressure of my embarrassment, even so I could only talk in a whisper. "What is wrong?"

"Nothings wrong." He muttered putting on a fake smile.

"You're lying." I crossed my arms and leaned toward one hip suddenly finding confidence. "Don't tell me that the Alpha has suddenly become a hypocrite. I thought you didn't like liars Caleb." I was taunting him like it was going to prove something. The only thing it proved was how fast Caleb could move.

He had been able to pick me up, open the office door, and close it all in a matter of a second. I don't think I got a single blink in before we were in the room.

My back was pushed a bit rough up against the door. Caleb's arm was pressed up against the door just inches from my head and he was leaning slightly over me. I gulped as my eyes trailed from his waist, up his chest and to his black eyes.

"I don't think you're one to talk about being a hypocrite" He snarled. His temper was a full blown storm.

I flinched by this tone and he momentarily backed up and relaxed his tense muscles. He still remained towering over me though I doubt he was doing it to intimidate me.

"What are you talking about?" I questioned.

Caleb scoffed rolling his eyes and backing off completely, he headed over to his desk sitting in the chair and plopping his feet on top of the desk.

"You think I'm stupid. You played me, making me believe that you were simply just human. You lied to me this whole time." He argued intertwining his fingers and resting his arms against his abs. His eyes never left my body as I stood in front of his desk feeling exposed.

How did he know?

Tears pricked my eyes as I tried to figure out what to say. "I-I can explain."

A dark chuckle came from Caleb as he offered a sly smile. "Go ahead then, explain. I'm all ears." Though he smiled it was chilling to the bone and empty. There was no sincerity in his grin that made me want to turn around and forget I even wanted to see him. My palms instantly became clammy.

"What is wrong with you?" My voice still just barely a whisper but I knew he'd be able to hear it clearly, super hearing and all.

He pulled his legs under his desk as he wheeled his chair closer to the desk. The abrupt movement making me jump like a deer spooked by a predator. He was a predator.

"What is wrong with me?" He asked the question more to himself and slowly as if letting each word be absorbed completely. "What is wrong with me?" He repeated standing up pushing the chair back causing it to roll into the wall behind him. The thud of the impact made me jump and I quickly took a step back.

He was angry it was clear as day but it was his unsympathetic attitude that was driving my instincts to retreat. Caleb was giving me the idea that he was one measly hair strand away from snapping.

"There's nothing wrong with me love." He leaned against the desk. "But I can tell you what is wrong." He cocked his head to the side crossing his beefy arms across his chest.

"No it's fine I'll just leave. I thought we could have a proper conversation but I was wrong."

I started for the door feeling the need to exit the office, the air had suddenly felt thicker and claustrophobic. But I skidded to a stop when a growl ripped through the air rendering me immobile. How could he do that with just a single growl?

I wasn't even panicked be the noise I was excited by it. I read the growl as a sign that he didn't want me to leave. He was trying not to give into his true intentions by masking it all with anger, if I was wrong he would have let me leave.

Turning around I was expecting Caleb to still be leaning against the desk but I had nearly fallen over when I came face to face with his towering figure. It took all my will power not to back away.

Taylor's voice came into my head reminding me that I held just as much power as he did in this pack. He'd never lay a violent hand on me so why do I keep running away?

Narrowing my eyes when I looked up at him I asked him, "Do you or do you not want me to leave?"

"What kind of question is that?"

"Uh- I don't know." I crossed my arms. "A pretty easy question to answer. It's more of a- yes or a no kind of question. Since you're asking it's a pretty easy question to comprehend. I mean I'm sure a five year old could-"

"Enough." He scoffed backing away heading over to his chair once again. My own temperament was inching to the surface the more he continued to be condescending.

What ever happened to being mates?

"Yea you're right I've had enough." I spat huffing in annoyance. If he was going to be rude two can play at this game.

His body came to a complete halt spinning on his heels he faced me, his charcoal eyes glaring daggers into my flesh. "Do you think this is some kind of game? That you can just waltz around not giving a damn that your secrets- that your lies could cost someone's life or yours?"

I flinched at his harsh words. He's assumption was all wrong. I wanted to straighten all of his assumptions out but he continued on talking his tone never once softening, no matter how many times I flinched.

"You're no human Evelyn. You lied to everyone. You lied to me." He gritted through his teeth and I opened my mouth to make a dire attempt to fix this all, before it was too late, but he continued. "You had me thinking- my whole pack thinking you were a weak human and here you are, as supernatural as all of us." He raised his index finger to my face coming close enough to my face that I could smell the faint trace of whiskey, or was it bourbon, on his breath. I couldn't tell it all smelt the same. "I'm only going to ask you once and I don't want a lie or a half truth. What are you?"

My gaze dropped as I fumbled with the hem of my shirt. What was I? I asked myself. I knew the name but I didn't truly understand what I was exactly, what my purpose was. How could I explain something to him that I barely understood? Did he know what a banshee was?

"I really was a human just days-" I began to talk but Caleb growled interrupting me.

"I said no lies!" He shouted.

"I'm not lying! It's the truth. I've been human ninety-nine percent of the time you've known me." I bit my lip closing my eyes as I brought myself to continue on with the bizarre story that now had become my reality. My voice little more than a whisper I explained. "When I was bitten... I was supposed to die."

His unsurprised face told me he was already aware of what my fate had been. Hadn't he wondered how I survived? Or did he only assume that I was always a supernatural? Brushing the endless amounts of questions I pressed on.

"I ended up in purgatory. A realm between life and death. I met Sorcha-" He cut me off mid sentence.

"Sorcha?"

"Yes Sorcha that is her name. She told me she saved me and that she gave me an option between-" Caleb cut me off again. My irritation was at the max now.

"Between what?"

"I'd say it if you'd quit cutting me off. Jesus!" Offended he took a step back. Looking him up and down I waited for him to say something else. He didn't. "As I was saying, before you rudely interrupted me was that she gave me the option of either passing on to heaven or something similar to it, or be this like- I don't know banshee overseer or something." I waved my arms up in the air showing just how in the dark I was. I knew little to nothing about what I was now and Caleb thought I was keeping some long time secret. "I'm not exactly sure what I agreed to or what the hell I am!"

Feeling the pressure of the new revelation that came to light be lifted off of my shoulder, I felt I could finally breathe. Curling up in the sofa that was along the wall of his office I sat and awaited his response.

Would he even have one? Would he feel guilty? Would he hate me? Would things ever go back to normal? What the hell was normal now anyways?

It just seemed like every waking second was one step closer to a sea of random conflict and endless possibilities. Couldn't I just have a rock to keep my stable in place or was that not a thing.

As I rested my chin on my knees that I held to my chest I stared at the floor. I missed Aurora whenever I felt this anxious she was one of the few people that could bring me down. She had been my rock but I haven't seen her in weeks. I should make time to see her I thought.

Lost in my mind my eyes finally picked up on the fact that black sneakers were standing where I was staring off in space. My eyes did a scan over as I moved them up the long legs, and athletic broad chest. My eyes drifted over his full lips that my mind was so eager to kiss. As my eyes final connected with his, the sapphire blue was back and he looked normal. He looked like my Caleb.

He raised his hand to touch my cheek. I didn't retreat or move I held his gaze as he opened his mouth to speak. "I-" He dropped his hand guilt enveloping him as he peered over me. "I didn't know."Caleb mumbled.

"I didn't expect you to." I mocked. "You just snapped at me for something I had no control over. You made me feel like I was purposefully trying to- to be secretive. Like I was the rat."

"Thats impossible." Caleb joked a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, but it never showed. "I don't think your the suicidal type."

Giving a pointed look he instantly regretted his words, momentarily forgetting I had attempted suicide just a month or so ago.

Groaning at his stupid remark he sat next to me "Forget I said that."

"Will do." I curtly replied.

There was silence again and I openly invited it feeling it much more welcoming than what ever the hell Caleb was doing sitting next to me. He was sitting next to me with his head resting on the back of the sofa his eyes shut. If it weren't for the fact that he was tapping his fingers against his thigh I would have thought he was asleep.

He was a puzzle I was trying to understand and I was still missing so many pieces it felt impossible. I wasn't sure if he was sitting there cause he was trying to be near me or trying to figure out his next move. I brought it upon my self to initiate it instead.

Standing up made his eyes snap open and I extended my hand to him. He looked at it inquisitively looking between my hand and my face. I shook my hand in front of him impatiently. I thought the gesture would make him grab it but he only raised an eyebrow.

Dropping my hand I scoffed and turned as I retorted, "Fine then sit there. I'm going to bed."

In a matter of seconds Caleb was standing before me blocking my path to the exit. I was about to step back but his hands wrapped around my waist and brought me flush against his hard body.

"I never said I wasn't going to bed with you." He told me.

"Then why were you just staring at me?"

"Because I want to carry you to our bedroom." I couldn't help the confused expression that overcame my face. "I'm sorry okay?" He lowered his head next to me ear. "I want to make it up to you." Caleb whispered seductively.

If this was his way of an apology I couldn't complain.

I felt the rising pressure of his hard on against my navel and I couldn't hold back a shuddered that trickled down my back. Concentrate Evelyn... your still not happy with him.

But I could be. No! He did you wrong. But how wrong? I questioned myself. It was all with good intentions. Right?