The Brutal Alpha's Tender Daughter novel Chapter 21

Also I could pick up two very different feelings, one stemming from Oliver and one from Levin.

I had to cover my mouth as a sob tried to escape it. Black spots started to dance in my vision and my breathing became too fast.

It had all been too good to be true.

I managed to drag myself to bed and collapsed on the blanket.

My mind was already playing tricks on me, bombarding me with images from my laughing parents telling me that I was not even good enough for my mate - the only person who was made to think I was perfect.

Minutes past but the panic attack would not come. This time I would have been glad when the darkness welcomed me, but I was not so lucky.

Even more worse was that I heard Levin leave.

As much as I had not wanted him to come to me, because I was not sure how to deal with everything, it hurt even more that Levin actually decided it was best to leave.

The feelings of disgust I had picked up on earlier made sure that Levin wanted to be left alone.

A sob rose again in my throat but this time I did not even try to be quiet, because I knew nobody would here me.

So I let myself cry.

Dr. Clairence once told me that crying was good for your soul, because you let out everything that worried you.

So I cried.

I cried because I was not sure if my mate even wanted me.

I cried because once again it felt like I had no one.

I cried because as much as I feared being rejected by him I felt more anxious about returning to the Mercy pack. Shortly I had been useful to my parents, but once Levin would reject me I would be nothing but a disappointment to them yet again. I could only imagine what they would plan to do to me.

I cried for all the could haves and would haves. For all the possibilities.

When no more tears would come, a feeling of acceptence made itself known.

Only then did I realize that Oliver was male.

16 years ago

Suddenly I heard the scream again and I hurried towards the staircase. The scream was definitely coming from downstairs.

And then I smelt it. Blood. Lots of it.

I almost gagged at the smell.

Once I had covered my nose, I admonished myself that I could not give up, I had to make sure that everything was alright, although a little voice inside me cautioned me that with the amount of blood I just smelt, anything was going to be okay.

But I was stubborn pushing my wolf senses down the stairs until I could make out loud voices in my father's office.

I could not hear what they were saying and I knew instantly that I had to get closer in order to eavesdrop.

My heart beat a tattoo inside my chest. Slowly I turned around, but I could not sense anybody. I was safe...for now.

I took a deep breath not leting myself think about the consequences that could follow my spying. Something deep inside me demanded that I had to make sure that nothing bad had happened.

Slowly I descended until I could make out the voices inside my father's office.