The Alpha - Arianna Green (FULL 50 Chapter)

 

Benlyam had his arm securely wrapped around my shoulders as we started our walk back to the house. Every so often a cold breeze would blow and I'd dig the side of my face closer to Benylam. 

I was still letting everything sink into me, understanding, and processing what just happened. My father, Milan, was very nice, I didn't have a problem with him. Fatherly and warm. Mara was the problem. 

What was her problem, seriously? I mean, I guess I understand if you weren't ready for a child and maybe the best option would be to give it away to someone who would care. But the thing is, she left me in the worst possible hands, and she didn't sound sorry about it. She even knew he was fucking me, it didn't matter if it was stated it was consensual or not, it wasn't, a man that was sixteen years older than her was taking advantage of her. 

...She didn't care... 

"Flower?" Benlyam called me lightly. 

"Yeah?" I whispered. 

"How are you feeling? Do you want to talk about everything?" he asked softly and I shook my head before stopping. He stopped as well, slightly concerned. I turned my body to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him into me. 

He didn't waste a second grabbing my waist and holding me against him. I breathed out and closed my eyes as I shoved my face in his neck. He ran his hands down to the back of my thighs, scooping me up. I let myself sink into him as my hands ran through his hair. 

"I'm proud of you, Violet," he kissed my cheek and I looked up at him. 

"Really?" I asked but it came out so quietly, it felt like I mouthed it. 

He nodded. "Yes, Violet. I mean it, you amaze me, honey." He pressed a soft kiss to my lips. 

I kissed his neck and I rested my head again. 

"I miss our babies," I told him and I felt him chuckle as he played with the ends of my hair. 

"We were only gone for an hour." 

"So? I miss you when you go away for only an hour," I grumbled. 

"That's just because I'm so irresistible, Flower," he smirked and tried to kiss me but I moved my head. "Just can't get enough of me." 

I rolled my eyes and pulled back but he grabbed me. 

"Put me down," I deadpanned and Benlyam smirked at me. 

"What if I don't?" He questioned and I unhooked my legs from his waist but he just held me tighter. I frowned. 

"Bee," I groaned and tried to wiggle my way out but he wasn't letting go of me. 

"You know, Flower," he leaned into my ear, "the more you rub against me, the-" 

I gasped at him. "No! Shush! Don't say that in public!" I scolded him and his eyes twinkled. 

"What are you going to do about it, honey?" he teased and I narrowed my eyes at him, biting my lips to keep in a smile. 

I pulled back on more time, but I didn't get far. "This only excites me," he leaned in and kissed me and I melted into it but quickly pulled away. 

I shoved my face into his shoulder as he laughed. 

"You're not funny." 

"Breaking my heart there, Flower," he chuckled. 

We got closer to our house and I got down from Benlyam, walking into the living room with him to immediately be greeted with the sight of our pups. I beamed and Hanah and Scott gave them over to me before they left on Benlyam's wishes. 

I brought them up to their nursery and fed them, played with them before it was time for dinner. Scott and Zachary ate with us and then we decided to watch a movie. I was curled up to Benlyam with Lana in my arms who was asleep, Layton was in Scott's. 

"Viv?" Zachary tested and I cringed, looking over at him. 

"Yeah?" 

"Don't call her that," Benlyam grumbled. 

"Alright, alright, just thinking," Zachary raised his hands in mock surrender before turning back to the movie. 

"Vi?" Scott asked, "Nah, Hannah already calls you that." Scott shook his head as he looked back down at Layton. 

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"Could just call her by her name, like I said," Benlyam growled out and I glared at him. 

"Stop, you're gonna wake them!" He smiled down at me and whispered an apology. 

Zachary looked back at me, glancing over my body while thinking. "You know, Violet, you're always wearing socks around the house. Do you keep them on during sex? You know, usually, the guy wears them and some girls don't like th-" 

"Shut the fuck up, Zach," Benlyam growled out but I laughed. 

I don't find a lot of sexual jokes funny, and never really laughed at them but, I don't know, I found this one amusing. Benlyam looked at me with an eyebrow raised, not expecting my reaction. 

I smiled at Zachary, "No, I don't," I joked and Benlyam pulled me tighter against him. 

"Zach, you don't talk about sex in front of the puppers," Scott corrected. 

"Well, maybe if I was allowed to hold them," he rolled his eyes. 

That still wasn't going to happen, his first impression wasn't too good with me and he still made some comments about their father and mom. 

The movie ended and we all went to bed. 

I was woken from being moved, specifically Benlyam removing his arms from me. I frowned and hazily pulled him back. I felt him carefully rub my back before gently removing himself from me. 

"Bee," I groaned, growing cold from him trying to leave me and taking his body heat. "Stay." I clenched his shirt and sighed out as he halted his movements. 

"Honey, I have to go," he whispered to me and lightly grabbed my hand. 

I cracked one of my eyes open and looked at him. He frowned at me and kissed my forehead before removing my hand from his shirt. 

"But you're so warm and comfy," I murmured and tried to pull him back to me, I opened my eyes for a split second to look at the time. "It's four, where are you going so early?" 

"Western border issue, I shouldn't take long, Flower. I'll be back," he kissed me again and I lazily nodded going back to bed. 

I was woken again when he came back to bed, as he said, and I was more than happy to sleep with him but Layton decided he was hungry so I had to start my day. 

I was cutting up some vegetables. I liked cooking in general and Benylam kindly relocated most of his cooks to the pack house because I was slightly antsy around them. We had two female chefs that stayed, and honestly helped out when the twins needed caring, and Benlyam and I had to work, and I couldn't focus on dinner. 

The twins were out in the living room with Scott and Zachary who were watching something, Scott playing with the twins in his arms. I heard Benlyam come downstairs and walk into the kitchen smiling when he saw me. 

"Hey, Flower," he pressed a kiss to my forehead. 

"Get a room!" Zachary shouted and Scott smacked him, pointing to a sleeping Lana in his arms. 

Benlyam sighed out and wrapped his arms around my waist, his chest against my back as he dug his face in my neck, pressing light kisses to my neck. 

"Flower, we should go to our lake house. We'll take the kids, it's nice there," he squeezed me and I continued to chop up the pepper. 

"You have a lake house?" I asked as he picked up a piece and ate it. I frowned and swatted his hand. 

"We do, yes. It's on the Angostura Reservoir, private, it's basically like a hot spring," he told me as he slipped his hand up my shirt for skin contact. I elbowed his hand 

but he kept them there. "We also have a cabin in Michigan." 

"Hot spring?" I wasn't sure what that was, to be exact. "Isn't that just a lake?" I asked, my face heating up as I stopped cutting to look at him. 

"Uh," he thought for a second, "not necessarily. It's a naturally warm body of water because of the volcanic activity." I nodded and he kissed my cheek as I went back to the vegetables. 

"Wait- I don't want to be, like, in swimwear around people," I whispered, glancing up at him. 

He shook his head, pressing a quick peck to my lips. "Don't worry about that. It'll be our little date, Flower." 

Zachary came in and leaned over the counter. 

"Flower?" Zachary questioned with his eyebrow raised. "That's your nickname? Not too clever, Lee. I could do better," he shrugged. 

"I can call her whatever I fucking want," Benlyam snipped at him, pulling away from my face. "You can't even come up with something sensible to call her, shut the hell 

up." 

I bit my lip, feeling slightly uncomfortable with their arguing, they always seemed to be doing that. 

"I have great nicknames, Lee. Like Lana is 'Pebble' because did you know her name means rock or little rock. Fitting. Night stone pack and everything. Did you know that?" I shook my head because I didn't. "Layton is in between," he shrugged, "so I just call him pup." 

"Not your kid to call pup," Benlyam replied. 

"You always have a fucking attitude," Zachary let out, annoyed. He sighed out. Benlyam went to go snap back at him but I cut him off before they could continue fighting. 

"Alright, that's enough. You're gonna wake up the twins," I said as I grabbed the carrots. "Yeah, Lee, you're gonna wake you the twins," Zachary repeated. 

I heard Benlyam scoff, "how old are you? Fucking hell, Zach. You act just like a goddamn moody two-year-old." 

"How would you even know?" Zachary tested. 

"How-" 

I sighed out. "Stop," I cut them off and turned out of Benlyam's grasp to wash the carrots. "You're brothers, s-shouldn't you be nice to each other?" I asked turning back around to continue cutting. 

Benlyam sighed out before stealing another pepper and hugging me from behind again. 

"Whatever," Zachary let out sarcastically. "You know what I realized, Violet. Your name is a flower and our mother's name was a flower. You know, Magnolia?" 

I felt Benlyam tense up a little bit, securing his arms around me, some anger brewing in him. I didn't know what to say so I just awkwardly nodded. I didn't notice the similarity but I knew it was a flower, it's Lana's middle name. 

"And Lee, you're like dad with your anger issues," Zachary said and I looked up at him with wide eyes and my mouth slightly open. 

Benlyam growled at him while pulling me against him, his rage hit me like a boulder. I carefully put the knife down as I heard the twins start to fuss. 

('Calm the situation, calm the situation.') 

I bit my lip and put my hands over Benlyams arms that were around my waist. Just focus on the mate bond. 

"I don't have fucking anger issues, it's just that half the shit that comes out of your mouth annoys me," Benlyam seethed, his voice deep. I swallowed and glanced at Zachary who wasn't backing down in the slightest. 

"Pretty sure dad said the same thing. Good luck, Violet, might-" Benlyam cut him off with a menacing growl that shook the cup of water on the table. The twins started to cry out at the sound and I panicked. 

('Stop it, Violet!') 

Benlyam took a step to Zachary, intending on harming him to put him back in place. He tried to let go of my waist so I'd be okay and out of the way, but I grabbed his arms to keep him on me. I turned around in his grip looking at him. 

"Lyam, stop," I put a hand against his chest but he grabbed it to lightly remove it. Zachary growled at his intention and I heard our babies crying loud and clear. 

('Calm it!') 

"What are you gonna do, huh?" Zachary pressed. 

Benlyam went to physically move me out of his way but I grabbed on to his arms. "No, stop it," I pleaded. 

Zachary growled at him again and took a step towards us. 

"Zachary, chill out!" Scott scolded him from the living room while trying to console the twins. 

I tried to grab Benlyam's face to focus him back on me, "hey, Lyam, stop," I called him softly. He glanced down at me his eyes softening before glaring back at Zachary. I focused on our bond to calm him down as I hugged into him. 

"Get out," he ordered and I released him as he headed to Scott to grab our crying children. 

Zachary rolled his eyes and started walking away, the sound of the door slamming followed. That bothered the twins. 

I walked out to the living room as Benlyam snatched his children from Scott's arms. 

"I'll go fo-" Scott started. 

"I don't fucking care," Benlyam growled and I saw our pups scrunched-up red faces. I frowned as Benlyam sat down, trying to calm them. 

I held out my hands and he gave me Layton, I quickly put him against my chest as I whispered some words to him. I heard the door close and sat beside Benlyam who was focused on Lana but still pissed. 

"Shh, Lana, I'm sorry baby. Daddy didn't mean to yell," he whispered to her as he grabbed her hand. 

I frowned and looked at Layton, slightly rocking him, and often pressing kisses to his head as I brushed his baby locks. 

"Layton, you're okay," I hugged him into me. Lana quieted first and Layton was still crying his lungs out as Benlyam wrapped his free arm around my shoulders and I leaned into him. Lana was passed out on his chest. 

Layton was still fussing. "My sweet boy, you're okay," I kissed him and he took the opportunity to grab my hair. I frowned at him but he calmed down. 

"That's my boy," Benlyam praised lightly, amused. 

I smiled up at Benlyam and leaned in, sharing a soft, warm kiss. When we pulled back, Layton had fallen asleep in my arms, his hand limply holding onto my hair that I carefully exchanged with my finger instead. 

"I'm sorry, Flower. You know I'd never hurt you ever again. It pissed me off when Zach acts like that," he let out. 

"It's fine, Bee," I kissed him, "he wasn't being very nice, it's understandable. Maybe he's extra moody because he's away from his mate?" 

He kissed my forehead. "And that's why he doesn't get to hold our pups," he rolled his eyes and I chuckled. 

We stayed down for a few more moments before I put the twins in a cot that was down in the living room. 

"I have to go to the pack house real quick, I'm seeing Milan and we'll come over soon," Benlyam kissed my head and I nodded. 

"You won't be long?" I asked, slightly apprehensive because I didn't want to be alone. Separation anxiety, he knew that before I did and always knew how to help. 

"No," he shook his head and kissed me before he left. I glanced at the twins before walking back into the kitchen to finish preparing some ingredients. 

I was alone with my thoughts just running amuck and I wasn't too focused on anything at all. Sage stirred in me and I ignored it, she was probably just still bothered about how I handled the Zachary and Benlyam situation. 

I turned to the sink when I heard the door open. 

"Back!" I heard Zachary shout as he went upstairs. 

I went back to my own thing by washing the fruits and vegetables, I swore I heard the door again but when I looked over, I saw no one. I heard one of the twins- Lana to be exact- start to fuss. Sage started to scratch inside me, irked. 

I was confused. 

('Pups! Pups!') 

...What?... 

('Pups! Get them!') 

I furrowed my brows and I quickly put the stuff aside as I walked out to the living room, hearing some small fussing. I immediately screamed. 

Standing with my Lana in their hands was Mara with a huge needle. My baby's face was scrunched up, trying to get out of her arms. My heart dropped, alarm bells were ringing in my mind. 

Mara turned towards me, her eyes blazing with a disgusting malicious intent. I needed time to stop, I couldn't handle this. No, no. Just stop. Everything. Please. Sage was so close to coming out but I was frozen in fear. She could hurt my baby!! Ours. 

"Stop," I whispered and took a small step forward. I glanced down at Layton who was still in the crib. 

"Uh-uh," she tsked and I flinched, my eyes were trained on Lana's uncomfortable face. "You were never supposed to have kids, Violet," she spat. "You were never supposed to be born. You shouldn't even be alive, a mistake. I could care less what your father says, I don't care about you. You're a problem." She waved the needle in front of me and I seriously thought about just jumping at her throat right then and there. 

But, I had to be smart. My child was in her arms and she had a sharp object and dark intentions. That's what Benlyam would do, he always uses his brain and it was helpful. 

I swallowed and took a microscopic step towards the cot. 

"This," she waved the needle and I took another step, my hand was itching to grab Layton. "Is a very special drug, I would tell you, but I'm not here to talk to someone like you," she sneered and I reached my hand out and swiftly grabbed Layton. 

She smirked, glaring at Layton. "I could care less about what you do, you couldn't do anything. What's important is, doses as big as this, it's lethal." 

My heart dropped. I felt my throat close up. 

...Sage! I don't know what to do!... 

('Mate is coming!') 

...I don't have time to fucking wait!... 

"Especially with an infant," she taunted and put the needle on my baby's arm. I let out a yelp. 

"No! No, no, no, please!" I screamed, tears hiding in the back of my throat. 

Everything happened so fast and I hated it. I felt so goddamn useless but I ended up acting anyways. I pulled the cot back and laid Layton in it, even though it hurt my heart, I had to use my brain. 

I compulsively acted and went to grab my baby from her arms. She stuck the needle in Lana's arm and she screeched in pain. Mara's hand shook as she pressed down and it yanked down her baby arm, cutting skin. I felt everything blur as a blood trail formed on her arm. I reached out to take my baby but I was beaten to it. 

A tall figure blurred passed me with a familiar growl and knocked her over, tackling Mara to the ground. I screamed as I saw my baby go down and I reached to grab her but the person beat me to it again, protectively grabbing her. 

Zachary. 

He pressed her body to the floor and swiftly stood up, towering over her with a dark aura, pressing his foot on her chest as he held Lana's screaming body to him. He glanced at my heaving self that was an inch away from them, his dark eyes standing out. 

I flinched as Lana screeched out, her blood getting all over her baby blue shirt and on Zachary's arm. 

"Violet," he spoke out and I immediately reached my shaky hands out to grab Lana's thrashing body, "here. Lee's on his way, go to the pack house." I nodded and Mara screamed out, scratching at his leg, and Zachary put more weight down on her, she coughed out. 

I felt like I was moving too slow as I scooped up Layton, holding back tears as I ran out of the door and down the steps, I almost collided with Benlyam, Milan trailing behind him. 

He grabbed my shoulder and growled when he saw Lana and Layton. 

"B-Bee," I whispered as he quickly dragged us to the pack house and we were automatically met with Reseda and the midwife. 

They took the twins and got to work to help them. Benlyam forced me to wash the blood off my hands and even offered me his shirt, I just shook my head. I was trembling and I felt like I couldn't speak. 

I could feel Benlyam was bothered by this but he didn't blame it on me, far from it. Milan was sitting in the waiting room, confused and angry that his wife would do that to his grandkids. 

She wasn't going to live, Benlyam already told me, and even if he didn't, I would make sure of it. I was keeping all my tears in, it burned my throat. 

"FI-" Benlyam was cut off as Reseda and our midwife came out with the twins. We were in the room but they had to take them quickly to wrap them. I almost freaked 

on them. 

"Alpha, Luna," they nodded and I waved them off, standing up, more concerned with my babies than some formalities. 

They had to be okay. A God told me so. He could've lied but I refused to tell myself that at this point. I had to cling on to any news I could and that was my hope. 

I reached for them, almost snatching their tiny, confused bodies from their arms. They gave them over with no hassle and Benlyam wrapped an arm around me, pulling 

me into him. I looked at them for information. 

"They are both fine," the midwife started. 

"Lana does have a small cut on her, but it'll heal fine. Layton had nothing injected into him, he's just shaken," I breathed out and felt myself slightly relax. "Lana, however, is very lucky. She had a lot shot in her, and if not for her Alpha blood, she probably wouldn't have made it." 

The guilt I had smashed down on me and I wanted to break down then and there. I looked down at my babies. I swallowed. Lana's big brown eyes held so much fear in them and Layton looked so confused. Both traumatized because of what just happened, but happy I had them. 

I wanted to go home and never let go of my kids ever again. I wanted Benlyam, the twins, and I to stay in our room forever, never being bothered, and never leaving 

each other. 

I didn't listen for the rest, Benlyam did. He led me out of the room and into the waiting room where Milan was. He stood up, worried, and looking between me and the 

babies. 

"Are they okay?" he asked and Benlyam nodded. 

"They're fine. Just in time," I bit my lip and he rubbed my arm, continuing. "We're gonna head home. It's getting late anyway." 

"Of course," Milan agreed. "Violet, are you okay?" he asked softly. 

I nodded, avoiding words because I felt like if I spoke I'd burst out crying. 

"And Mara? She's done?" Benlyam growled slightly and the twins fussed slightly at the sound and he shut up, hating his babies crying. 

"Yes." He answered simply, not interested in talking about the girl who put his pups' lives in danger. 

"Good," Milan muttered and bid goodbyes as we made our way out of the pack house and to our home. I wanted to be home. 

It was a quiet walk and I was still shaking. It'd blame it on the weather but we knew that wasn't the reason. He ended up taking Layton from me. Maybe it was because he was heavier than Lana or not, I'm not sure but I didn't care because I knew he's safe with his father. 

We opened the front door and I quickly looked in the living room just to make sure she wasn't still here. She wasn't. I breathed out and Zachary came out from the kitchen just as Benlyam and I were about to go upstairs. 

I would forever be grateful to him. 

I stopped, "thank you," I told him. My voice came out cracky and I cleared my throat. 

"Don't mention it," he shrugged off before Benlyam took me upstairs. 

I silently fed the kids and put them to bed, then got myself ready. I crawled on the side of the bed and turned on my side. Benlyam came in shortly after I laid down and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me to him. 

"Flower?" he softly spoke. He comfortably rubbed his hand on my covered stomach as he pulled up the sheets to cover me. 

"Yeah?" I swallowed. 

"How are you feeling? You've been pretty quiet?" he questioned me tenderly. 

"Fine," I lied and he let it go as I forced myself to bed only to wake up hours later. It was about two in the morning. I looked over at the twins who were silently sleeping. I frowned and turned on my back, glancing at Benlyam who was asleep. 

I breathed out as I slipped his arm from my waist, tried to, he just kept it protectively there. Even in his sleep, he didn't want to let me go. I frowned. I hated today. 

What did I do? What did I ever do? Why did my mother hate me? She didn't even deserve to be called that. Family wasn't based on blood because there was no way she could give birth to me yet do that. How can you even hate your child? Unconditional love, it's simple. I feel it with my twins and even Benlyam. 

What did I do? 

Tears blurred my eyesight and I closed my eyes and bit my lip to keep quiet, I didn't want to wake anyone up. Was it how I looked? Was it my body? I've been gaining weight and, yeah, it wasn't easy and it's taking a lot of patience but I'm getting there. 

I'm doing well. 

A sob was building up in my throat, causing it to burn and I had to swallow it all back. 

I was trying and sometimes it felt like I was doing a good job. My mate didn't hate me and my kids liked me. I didn't even have love as a child but that wasn't an excuse, I just gave them the love and care I needed when I was younger. 

I was so wrapped up in my own depression to notice Benlyam woke up. His grip tightened and I tried to push his arm away so I could turn away but he wasn't going to 

have that. 

"Flower?" he asked, his voice deep from his sleepy state. Attractive. I brought my hand up to wipe my tears away like I was trying to get rid of the evidence. "Hey, why are you crying?" 

Okay, I don't know what it was but when he said that I broke down, turning into his chest. It was like when someone asks if you're okay when you're really close to cracking, and it is just that last push. 

"Oh, okay," he wrapped his arms around me, stroking my hair. "It's okay, Violet, I gotcha," he kissed the top of my head and let me cry away. 

I calmed down enough to look at him and pull back. 

"Is something wrong with me?" I asked, my voice cracking. "Why didn't she like me?" I sniffled. 

"Hey, Violet, that's not your fault. Okay, Flower? Some people are just shitty, you should know that." His thumb wiped my cheek. "It's funny, well, not really, but Milan was telling me how he wasn't feeling too close to Mara staring a few years back, he didn't sleep with her last night. And look." 

I grimaced. 

"I'm sorry, Derek. I- I didn't know what to do, I panicked. She just- and they were, I didn't know what to do," I frowned and he shook his head. 

"You're fine, Flower. None of this was your fault," he assured. "I'm sorry I left you alone. I should've acted earlier with her, I'm sorry, Flower. But, please don't think this is your fault." 

"I know, but it's hard for me sometimes. I just feel like I'll fail at one point even though I'm trying my hardest, and today felt like I did, and I know something in me did," his face paused for a second before a small smile stretched on his face but he quickly covered it, nodding. I felt that he was content inside him. 

"Well, what do you think you're gonna fail at?" he asked lightly. 

"I don't know, something," I admitted. "Maybe at raising the twins, but part of me thinks that's stupid because I feel I'm doing good with them." 

"You're doing amazing, Violet. Perfect." I looked at him and he nodded. "I think if nothing's happened, and nothing will, just try not to pay attention to it? And you're doing wonderful with everything, Flower. With working out, gaining weight, doing the Luna tasks, and raising our pups. Amazing." 

I smiled up at him as he wiped my eyes again. 

"You said 'it's hard for me', what?" he asked me softly. 

I shrugged again. "Sometimes I feel like I'm not enough and that you could be better and I'm weighing you down. You know, like how I don't like to be separated? Or- or how sometimes I stutter or have nightmares." I breathed out. 

"Not enough? Flower, Violet, you are so much more than that!" he shook his head, at a loss for words. "Weighing me down? Violet, you get me through my day, you give me something to look forward to. You're my world! Everything to me, and I hope you know I would go to the ends of the Earth for you." 

I frowned as I felt tears brew. 

"Be-" 

"No, Violet. I love you. You make me so proud and seeing you with our pups?" he chuckled, tearing up himself. "I can't even explain how happy it makes me. How happy you make me, Flower. You gave me everything, even when I was a dick to you," I bit my lip. 

"You gave me everything and more, Flower. You gave me a garden. Even without water, you managed to bloom. I couldn't ask for more. I have you and two beautiful babies. Even if we never had them, I'd have you." 

"Do-" I choked. "Do you really mean that?" I asked. 

"Every single word, Violet." Benlyam pressed his lips to mine and I instantly responded. 

It was so passionate, tender, caring. I felt like I had everything in that moment. 

We pulled back, I was slightly out of breath. 

"Bee?" He hummed, brushing some hair behind my ear. "I think I'm ready to go back to therapy." 

He smiled. "That's awesome, Flower. I'm glad we talked about this, I liked that you told me how you feel." 

I blushed and laid my head back down on him. 

"Why do you and Garret always say Hannah talks too much?" I asked out of nowhere after some time. She was undoubtedly my best friend. 

He laughed. "Because she does. Hannah has all this information about people, and she has no one to tell because she's not allowed to," I nodded. "And when she first met Garret, he was still my Gamma and Mallory and I" I slightly flinched and he apologized, kissing me. "Neither of us had a mate so she had no one to talk to. Then you came along and she was so happy she could tell someone everything." 

"Oh." 

"Yeah. She was always quieter because she didn't have a friend like you, that she could tell things," that made me feel warm inside. "So yeah, she talks a lot compared 

to how she used to be." 

I smiled. I liked it when we talked, even if Hanah was telling me things I already knew, it was fun to talk to someone about it. Like a few days ago she was telling me 

about her sex life with the pregnancy, asking me if everything was normal. It was an amusing conversation. 

We talked aimlessly for a few more moments before we started drifting. 

"Goodnight. I love you, Benlyam," I whispered. 

"Goodnight. I love you, Violet." 

THE END 

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