Soulmate Of A True Alpha
Scene 65

A week later

I teleport myself to his room. He’s asleep. He’s so sweet!

Me: Stiles, can you help me?

I see him open his eyes and he jumps at the sight of me.

Stiles: Hannah?!

He screamed. I run as fast as I can with his damn heels and stick my finger on his lips but I burst out laughing.

Me: Chuuuuuuuteeeeee

He frowns and pulls my finger away. Oh no. Is he mad? I feel like crying. I shouldn’t have come. This was a bad idea but… what did he miss?

Stiles: Have you been drinking?

Mo: N… no…

Yeah. Five bottles of vodka… maybe more… it’s all a bit hazy in my head at the moment… it takes a lot of drink to get an Ancient Warrior drunk, but that’s not important right now.

Me: I need you…

Stiles: I’m here, what can I do?

I raise my head and say with all seriousness:

Me: Take off my dress

Stiles: What?

I sigh. He just doesn’t get it sometimes!

Me: I want to put on my pyjamas but I can’t take my dress off. Daddy’s at work and there’s no one else but you… even if you…

Before I say too many words, I turn round and grab my hair to put it to one side and let Stiles help me. I feel his fingertips brush along my spine as he unzips me, making me shiver.

Stiles: Even if I?

I turn around and try to hold on to my dress as best I can with my tired fingers as well as trying to stand on his heels. He turns and picks up a piece of fabric from the corner of his bed and hands it to me. It’s a jacket. He helps me put it on and the whole time I’m looking at him, my eyes welling up with tears. And again.

Me: Sorry… I shouldn’t have… I’m sorry I woke you in the middle of the night… I’m sorry I bothered you Stiles… I’m sorry I suck…

Stiles: Hannah, it’s okay. And you never suck! I’m the biggest idiot the world has ever known!

His warm, strong arms are around me. If only he hadn’t broken up with me… I’d k**s him. I’d k**s him now. But I can’t. I teleport awkwardly back to my room and fall asleep, holding the jacket of the one I love tightly against my heart.

The day after

My mouth is pasty. My eyes are heavy and my muscles are tired. At least I don’t have the usual headache. I get up in bed and look at my clothes. An unknown jacket or… I breathe in this fabric. No. No! I’ve been to see Stiles! No! What was the idea of going to a club to “make friends”?! GRR!

I take off the jacket and I admit to feeling a twinge of sadness when I spank him, but then I take off my dress and put the jacket back on to go back to sleep. Except that my father doesn’t think so and comes into my room with breakfast, medicine and a bottle of water. I grabbed the bottle and drank it all. At last! No more pasty mouth!

Dad: Tough night?

You can’t imagine how hard .

Dad: I’ve got something to sort out at the office. Shall I come back at suppertime with some Chinese?

I smile and nod. Too early to talk anyway. Dad kissed my forehead and left my room, closing the door.

Two hours later

I’m bored! I didn’t have this problem at Beacon… No. Forget it. I pick up my phone, which I haven’t opened since I left because not receiving a message from Stiles would have hurt me too much. But now, lacking activity, I decide to take it out to play some games, except that when it opens, I get dozens of messages.

[Lydia: Hannah, where are you? We’re all worried! Please tell me you’re okay!] [Allison: Hannah! We need you! It’s the supermoon and Liam’s going after Scott!] [Scott’s fine, but he wasn’t before. We’re worried about you Hannah… if only you could write…] [Allison: Lydia’s in Eichen Housse… she’s paralysed. I hope all is well with you. Can’t wait to hear from you Hannah. I miss you]

Lydia?! No! Without thinking, I jump into a pair of jeans and a jumper and teleport myself to Eichen Housse. I don’t care who sees me. I need to see Lydia.