Chapter 10

Kai's POV

Lukas just stares at me, a curious look upon his face. I stand there, tears still streaming down my cheeks. My nose is running badly, so I wipe it and sniff, trying to control the river of snot.

He looks at me for a minute before realization appears on his face, and he motions me inside. I walk in, the pack house full of people preparing dinner or just hanging out.

Everyone stops to stare as I walk by, me feeling like an exhibit. Lukas hurries me up the stairs, and after multiple flights, we reach his floor. The Alpha has a floor all to himself.

Lukas leads me to his room and gently sits me down on the bed. He asks in an almost silent voice, "Are you okay?"

Shaking my head, I look around the room. The bed I'm sitting on has navy blue silk sheets, and the walls are a beautiful gray that compliments the bed. The furniture is made of dark wood, and there is a t.v. sitting atop his dresser.

Turning my focus back to Lukas, I realize he asked me a question. "What?" I ask, not hearing him.

"What happened?" He repeats, being patient yet slightly irritated.

"My dad somehow found out... he kicked me out and my mother didn't stop him," I inform, sadness lacing my voice. I thought my mother would at least try to keep me there, but she betrayed me.

"Did they hurt you?" He asks angrily, he features scrunching up with rage.

"No," I say a little too quickly. He pauses his pacing, and looks at me with annoyance at my lying.

"Fine, my dad pushed me. That's it," I say truthfully.

"I'm going to kill him," Lukas states full of determination. I stand up quickly, getting dizzy from how fast I moved.

"Please don't do anything, it's not his fault," I exclaim. "It's my fault that I'm an awful son. He should've gotten a better son than me," I end sadly, shame filling my bones. I sit back down onto the bed, my posture slouched in defeat.

Lukas comes up to me, putting his hand under my chin and lifting my face. "It's not your fault, don't blame yourself for his mistakes. You are not in the wrong. He is."

I nod, trying to believe the words he just said. It's hard, when your brain is telling you one thing while someone is telling you something else. Who do you believe?

Seeing my unsureness, he carries on, "My dad was also kicked out by his father, but my papa helped heal him. That's what I'm going to do with you."

Looking at him with shock, my eyes widen. Does this mean he's going to give us a chance?

"Are you serious?" I ask, not believing that he would truly try to help me.

"Dead serious. You came to me in your most vulnerable state, you pulled at my heart strings. How could I not help my mate?" Lukas explains, trying to prove to me that he's being honest.

I nod my head, my tears drying. I feel like with Lukas' support, I can do anything.