A weekend with the Alpha novel Chapter 13

I woke in bed to see the day had broken. It was finally Monday and a part of me had wished this day wouldn't come because I knew what it meant. Mondays meant returning to our normal lives. This life, although brief, felt more real than anything I've ever experienced in all my twenty-one years of existence. It made sense why I didn't want to let it go.

Even the best of things has an end, I've been told, and this would not be any different. I had to ready myself to get back to my real life, the one that waited for me outside this beautiful penthouse. Would it be so wrong to stay longer? He affected me the same way I affected him, so I wouldn't be overstepping in wanting to stay, but this was my heart talking and not my head. I knew better than to overstay my welcome.

The part of my senses which took notice of my surrounding finally kicked in and I realized Aaron wasn't in bed with me. It was weird considering he was nowhere in the room, either. That didn't deter my plans. Today was my last day, and I needed to get ready to leave anyway.

My heart hurt at that line.

I made my way into the bathroom and after showering up; I got dressed in the dress he had bought for me on his way home from his business meeting on Saturday. The yellow sundress complimented my hair, which was now in a bun, and gave my face a bold look.

I stared at myself in the mirror and, finally feeling satisfied with the person staring back at me, I exited the room. I climbed down the stairs, and I could smell the aroma of the toasted bread. This must be why he didn't stay in bed with me. He was thinking about what I would eat on my last day with him.

A man after my heart, sad today would be my last day here.

It didn't have to be.

If he wanted me to stay, he would say it. Aaron was a lot of things and shyness wasn't one of those things.

Just then, the memories of the discussion we had during the night surged into my head and I remembered everything. It felt like a dream, but it wasn't.

He asked me to stay longer; he asked for more. He wanted this just as much as I did and he made the move last night and asked me to stay.

I inwardly face-palm. I had told him I would think about it only to wake up without the memory of the discussion. Way to go Zera.

"They need to find her, Damor. I don't think I'd find a genuine sense of belonging until she's found and brought to me."

My mind raced, thinking about the meaning of what he just said. He was looking for someone too important to him. I tried to think up the answer, but I knew I didn't hold that. The one who did was Aaron. I knew I shouldn't listen in on his calls, but I couldn't help it. I wanted to know who it was.

These last few days, I'd been with him. He had expressed composure and self-control and now, speaking about this person had robbed him of his calmness and self-control. It was a side of him I didn't know existed, a side that came off desperate and out of control.

He waited, listening to what the one on the other line had to say, before speaking, "We belong together and I don't think I can hold on any longer without her. She's what I need to be complete."

My heart squeezed in my chest at his words. There was someone out there, someone he cared so much about, someone who probably left him. He told me there was no one when I asked, but there was someone all along.

It made no sense. If there was someone out there he cared so much about, why did he ask me to stay last night? Why did he act as if there was no one? What did he hope to gain?