Her secret mate

Everyhing is falling appart

His words hung in the room like a heavy cloud... or maybe like smog, making it so hard to breathe. All I could do right now was stare at him.

Everything was way worse than we expected.

He was not just angry with us, but full on furious with us. I guess Darcy's words hurt the most important fort of his and that is his pride. It was a lethal mistake that we now will have to pay for.

This is so bad.

It is so bad.

The fact that he disowned me did not hurt as much as I would expect it to, probably because I was never really thiel daughter... or pack member as a matter of fact. Sure, it stung and the pain linger in my belly, but it was nothing compared to what I already went through when the pack bond broke.

But that was not what I was concentrating on... the mess that this would create was what I concentrated on instead...

My eyes turned to Darcy and I saw how all the color faded from his face and he looked like he was going to pass out or fall apart at any moment.

I knew that if I did nothing, this would end very badly.

Even from across the room I could see that he was literally shaking.

Shit, this is not good... not good at all.

I rose to my feet, moving at a slow but sure speed.

"Oliver, leave. NOW."

My voice was low, more like a growl than anything else. Oliver sat there in his place, clearly annoyed.

"Don't tell me what to do..."

"Oliver, I swear to the moon goddess. I will rip you to shreds if you do not leave this room right now."

My voice was a pure growl as I turned my eyes, which I was sure were glowing in a threatening darkness, to him and I saw little tingles of fear in his eyes. For a moment he considered his options, shooting a look at Darcy, hoping that he would force me to stpp back, but Darcy was too concerned about his whole life falling apart. He gave zero f***s what I do to Oliver right now... so I did the only thing that I was sure would help. I grabbed Oliver by the shoulder and physically dragged him out of the room. At first, he tried to resist, but then he just gave in with an evil smirk on his lips. I literally closed the door in his face. I hoped that something like this would give me a lot more pleasure, but the situation made it really hard to concentrate on anything else, no matter how pleasurable it would have given me under normal circumstances.

So I just closed the door and locked it after.

Once we were finally alone, I gave myself a moment to get myself under control. It took me a few deep breaths, but I managed to get myself under complete control, so I could take care of him. Darcy was a great guy, but he, just like everyone else, had his problems. One of them was when he lost control and I mean like the rug had been pulled out from under his legs, just like right now. My father ruined all that he built, and he did it in a way that was no longer recoverable... my father destroyed everything Darcy worked so hard to develop and now was gone.

So right now, the Darcy in front of me, was not the same man I saw a few minutes ago. No... this was a messy version of him that required a lot of care. Care that he did not enjoy leave for others than me, so I did it knew that it was up to me to pull him out. We had been similar situations like this a few years back, but it was nowhere near as intense as this one. That time he went, none verbal for a week and only reason he ate, slept or drank was because I begged him to do so. It took almost a week if not more for him to return back to me... but this time I had no idea what to do. He looked way beyond broken and the bond we once shared was no longer there. I could barely feel him and it was so hard to reach him like this. I spent hours trying to process all those emotions I experienced, but he never did process it, because he never does and he, so we have to deal with this.

Slowly I made my way to him and captured his hand in mine.

For a moment I was ready for him to push away from him, but he did not do that... he did nothing, just help my hand while he was frozen in his chair, saying nothing... I was sure that he was working on processing all this, but it was too much to take in.

"Darcy?"

I whispered to him as I got closer to him and leaned against his table a little.

"Baby tell me what's wrong? How can I help you?"

Desperate, I begged him for a solution, but there was nothing came out of his mouth. So I clung to his in hand for a few more moments hoping that he would suddenly snap out of this.. I gave a few moments with that he would do it...he opened the package and let me take conrtrol, it was never this that difficult to get him to move but he satyed frozen."

"Darcy... baby... please just look at me... "

He looked like he wanted to ripp me to shreds, but his hands still were gengle on me.

" Babyy... pelase..."

I tried again, but I got no answer so I just curled up into Darcys' lap, waiting for him not move or move with intention. And all I get as out from him was a little growl.

This is so messed up,,,