09 - Chapter Nine - Siryn's Point Of View.
On the very last day of the build, the whole pack pretty much came to
help. So by the end of the day, the house was done and pretty much
liveable. The few last things to be done were to turn the power on and
wait for the shipments of important appliances and stuff. For that,
though we had to help clean and prepare a landing strip for a much
much larger plane. There was a field nearby that was being prepared
for just that. I wanted to help but I was put on helping Lucio duties.
Which wouldn't have been so bad if there was actually something for
me to do for my mate.
For the rest of the time after the night, I had asked Lucio to kiss me. I
had remained at a distance away from him. He was closed off from me.
He didn't want to talk or even hang out in the same room with me for
longer than he had to. That made me unhappy but I knew he was still
trying to adjust to a lot. He had a lot of things to get used to and
having me as a mate was one of those things. I didnât expect him to just
accept me with no words, I just knew there would be a struggle.
Sitting on the floor in the newly built packhouse I watched as they
brought in the giant desk from the house before. It had been restained
and looked amazing. Lucio had a woman showing him around the
house and telling him where he could find things. I couldn't help but
feel bitter. It was my job to help my mate. Jealousy sat firmly in my
stomach ready to rear its ugly head at any sexual or not normal
behaviour. I was his mate. I ground my teeth every time she showed
him something. She could have been showing him a damn spoon and I
would have been over here cursing her to hell and back ten times over.
I hated how close she was to my fucking mate, any closer and he could
have worn her as a second skin.
Pulling my legs up to my chest I sat there for a few moments before I
left the upstairs room. Wandering around the packhouse I found where
our cots from the tent went. Instead of being packed up or only one
being unpacked they both were. Why would Lucio need both of them
open?
The few reasons I could think about made me angry. Going outside my
pack members were tired. You could see it on everyone's faces. I too
was tired and wanted to go home and just sleep. Dakota who was here
to help finish the house had proposed a feast to celebrate the new
homes. Lucio didn't even get a word in that matter because Dakota
went right on ahead. I watched our warriors shift and form a fast
hunting group. Yawning I watched as they ran off, Dakota explained this
fast hunt formation to Lucio. In no time we would have fresh kills to eat.
I could hear Lucio thanking Dakota. I was happy to see there was some
kind of good communication going now.
This made me happy but also frustrated me beyond belief. They in four
meetings had a better relationship then we did in a month and a half. It
was super frustrating. Sneaking away I went to the upstairs office and
curled up on the floor using my bag as a pillow. I couldn't really sleep
no matter how hard I tried. I could smell and hear the fire outside
crackling. The hunting party must have been very lucky because of the
cheers I heard. The door downstairs opened and I stilled my breath.
Lucio came up the stairs and walked slowly forward. He turned and
looked at me tilting an ear. He walked over to where the closest now
stood and pulled out the blanket my father had given me for the alpha.
Slowly he walked my way. He would stop and listen. I let out a soft sigh
still reasonable to be able to fake sleeping. It helped him find me. He
slowly covered me with the blanket and he didn't leave like I figured he
would. Instead, he laid on the floor not too far away from me. I waited
till he looked calm and relaxed before I rolled over and tucked against
him. He stilled completely. He even was very softly breathing so as not
to disturb me. Smiling softly I got as close as I could to him. I could tell
how uncomfortable he was, but he didn't make any move to run so I
would call that a victory.
I smiled again. He was truly my mate, dispite that sometimes he looked
like me wanted to throw me of a cliff or tell me to go fuck off
somewhere.
After at least laying there for an hour it was time to go home. Getting
up I yawned and stretched. Sleeping on the floor had caused me slight
discomfort now in my back but shit it was worth it. Packing my things
up I could tell Lucio was visibly angry. He had even taken to moving my
bag and taking out all the contents. I packed it back up for the second
time and tried to leave. I knew this was going to be a massive struggle
to get him to let me go home. He clearly didn't want me too.
"You are not leaving. *
He was blocking my way and wouldn't move. Trying to push past him
only made him even angrier.I was mildly impressed by how fast he was
moving, but he had explained he could use vibrations to map things
out. He stood there blocking my way and not letting me go. This made
me annoyed but also happy he was showing some kind of connection
by not letting me go. Maybe he did want me around.
"You are mine. You are not going"
Dakota said nothing as he shrugged his shoulders and walked away.
Did my alpha just abandon me! That just fucking super, of course he
would do this. Dakota was always my saviour, not.