“Fuck.” I run a hand through my hair. “I don’t know how to do this. Usually, I have the answers when it comes to my brother, but this is uncharted territory.”
“Nothing you said was wrong, though,” Travis adds. “Just because Rowan is louder with his problems, doesn’t mean your shit isn’t valid, too.”
I huff. “Didn’t know you were that emotionally mature.”
“You never asked.”
“What the fuck are we going to do?” I groan. “How the fuck are we supposed to live without her?”
“We’ll get her back,” Travis says. “We will.”
It doesn’t sound like he believes it, though.
“How, though? By letting her believe that she’s not good for us?”
Is Rowan right?
Are we just sitting on our asses letting her believe the lie in her head, or is giving her time the right thing to do?
Travis had relayed the conversation he had with Blair in her apartment and everything she believed about herself.
“No. We show her that she makes us better,” Travis says slowly, as if the idea just came to him.
“She makes me better, at least. Has me taking cat pictures all the time.”
“And what about your…other hobby?” I ask him. “Have you been doing that more?”
He nods. “She doesn’t know about it yet, though. Or that any of it comes from me.”
“You should tell her about it.”
He shrugs. “I should tell her a lot of things,” he murmurs. “If I could go back and change it, I would. Maybe then she would have stayed.”
I’ve beenpatient a lot in my life.
I’ve been patient growing up, when Rowan needed all the attention from our parents while I quietly played in my room.
I was patient when I presented as an Alpha along with my brother, who was experiencing intense reactions to the changing hormones in his body.
I’m always patient. Always understanding.
But Blair’s departure has broken something in me.
Every time I pushed my own feelings aside for the sake of my family or friends, I told myself it was all worth it.
I’m an Alpha.
I would find my scent match, and life would just be…better.
For a few weeks, it was.
Seeing Rowan happy brought me joy as well.
It was all working out, and we had finally found her.
But just like I can’t change how Rowan’s mind works, I can’t change Blair’s, no matter how much I may want to.
I can only show her that she’s good for me and my pack.
