《The Last Lycan Alpha King》Chapter 40
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Dash's POV
Breaking and scattering everything in my office I sat on the floor downing my second bottle of bourbon.
With many voices playing in my head Rosalie's stood out with her words getting louder and louder. They kept repeating driving me closer and closer to insanity.
"No she didn't mean it." I sobbed chugging the alcohol like water.
I had tried everything just so I could silence the voices and numb my emotions but it wasn't working, even the wolf bane that normally knocked me out was no match for them. They were going to keep tormenting me till I lost my senses.
Rosalie's POV.
It'd been hours since I lashed out at Dash and I felt good to have finally let so much off my chest.
Neither of my friends had come to my house were I was currently cooped up. I needed to figure out what I was going to do with my life and that of Cage and the baby growing inside me, did I want to stay in this pack, not anymore but it wasn't just about me and what I felt I wanted.
Evita had stopped by to check up on me and inform me that Cage would be spending the night at hers and I agreed not having the courage to face him after the stun I pulled earlier. Cage loved his father but after today I wasn't so sure anymore.
Forcing myself to eat as I needed my baby to be healthy, I took a shower and tried to sleep but it never came.
The feeling of sadness that settled in the pit of my stomach made it hard for me to concentrate on the sleep I was trying to get, I knew it wasn't my sadness but Dash's as we shared a bond. The mate bond allowed mates to sense each others emotions.
Finally getting sleepy I closed my eyes snuggling into my pillow only to be distributed by a loud banging on my door.
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I tried to ignore but whoever was there kept banging and banging till I got frustrated.
Getting out of bed I marched to the door ready to give the perpetrator a piece of my mind. Opening the door with full force I was shocked to see Dash standing there as the heavy rainfall poured on him.
He looked horrible with swollen red eyes, messy hair probably as a result of running his hands in it, his shirt was partially untucked from his jeans and the bottle of alcohol in his hands was the cherry on top.
"Tell me you didn't mean it." Tears run down his face leaving me in shock as it was the first time I had ever seen him cry. "Tell me you didn't mean it Rosy."
My heart did ache for him but I wasn't going to let this break the wall I had built shielding me from him.
Sighing I tried to close the door but he held it open.
"Just tell me you didn't mean anything you said, tell me I'm not a mistake!" He grabbed the door and riped it off it's hinges startling me.
"Are you insane!" I screamed.
"Tell me you love me." Grabbing my arm he pulled me into him.
About to say something, Dash beat me to it by crashing his lips to mine. I struggled with pulling away as his grip was too strong.
'Don't you dare give in!' my subconscious reprimanded.
Gaining enough energy I pulled away and slapped him square on the face.
"Don't you ever repeat that!" I yelled feeling proud of myself for not giving in to his desires.
"No, shut up!" He growled attaching the bottle in his hands to his lips taking half of the liquid in 3 chugs.
"Stop it!" I growled grabbing the bottle out of his grip.
"No, stop it! Stop! Shut the fuck up!" He kept yelling and continuously hitting his head against the wall as tears run down his face.
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The louder he screamed, the harder he hit his head and the more tears run down his cheeks.
It was my first time ever seeing him like this in all the years I had known him and it terrified me to the core.
"Dash stop." I whispered taking small cautious steps towards him. "Please."
He didn't seem to be listening as he just got worse so I decided to hold his bare arm.
"Dash look at me." I pleaded. "Hey." Pulling his face to my direction I caressed his cheek.
"Tell him to stop." He sobbed, it melted my heart and left me confused at the same time.
"Who?"
"Him."
"Ok, let's go inside yes." I cooed caressing his cheek and he leaned into my touch.
Seeming a little calm I lead him into the house and let him sit on the couch. When I got up he was quick to grab my hand in protest.
"I'm not leaving, ok."
"Promise?" He sounded and looked miserable.
"I promise." Pecking his cheek I went up to my room changing my clothes as they were soaking wet from the rain.
Drying my hair the sound of something breaking had me running down the stairs to the living room where I found Dash using a piece of glass from the vase he had just broken to pierce through his skin.
To say I was horrified would be an understatement as it explained barely half of how I felt at this point.
"What are you doing." Panic spread through my body when I tried to grab the glass from his grip but he held on hence cutting his hand.
"Dash give me the glass." I begged kneeling before him. "Please."
He shook his head no and I panicked even more.
"Dash please, hand it to me." I leaned my forehead against his bloody one. "Please."
As though defeated he let go, letting it drop to the floor before breaking down in my arms.
"It's gonna be ok, I promise." I kept repeating as he laid his head against my stomach and cried like a baby. I gently run my hand through his wet hair.
After what seemed like forever he finally came down.
"Come." I held out my hand and he took it. Leading him into the kitchen I made us a mug of coffee each before heading up to my room.
Dash's clothes were still drenched so I helped him out of them leaving him only in a pair of boxers. On a normal day I would have been aroused but today was different, yes Dash wasn't the best being on the planet but I needed to there for him after all he was my mate and the father to my kids.
"Here." I put a pillow under is head and kissed his forehead that was now healed thanks to his fast werewolf healing abilities.
He closed his eyes and snuggled more into me as though trying to savour the feeling too afraid of me leaving.
"I'm not leaving." I caressed his hair.
Moving his head off the pillow he placed it on my stomach with ease as I was laying on my back.
He reminded me of Cage every time he had a nightmare and I smiled. Apples never did fall far from the tree.
"I never knew how it felt to be loved."
Dash's sorrowful voice broke me out of my trance leaving me to frown.
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