The Alpha's Missing Pups

“You rejected me!. You were the one who chased me away!” “I didn't chase you, Layla; you ran away.” His words were laced with hate as he spoke,totally unfazed by the tears streaming down my eyes. He hasn't changed a bit in the past four years, still overly stoic, like he wasn't flesh and bone. “ Rome, please.” I knelt before him, my hands clasped together, begging for his attention, but he remained mute, giving me a look I was oh so well familiar with—the look of an angered alpha, one who wouldn’t be of any help. “You have no right to ask me for favors,” he said through gritted teeth as more tears pooled in my eyes. His repeated rejection strikes me hard each time, as I fight the realization that he wouldn’t help, not even in the slightest. Am I that worthless to him? "They are your children, Rome, our children,” I said, ignoring the tears streaming down my damp cheek. Four years expecting him to feel a little bit of remorse, but he felt nothing, not for his mate or his children. How heartless can he really be, even under that mask he had been so comfortable wearing, when he feels nothing? “I hate you," the sound of my voice echoing in his chambers, pulling every wolf's attention towards him, all expecting a retaliation, but instead he lets me lament, totally unfazed, he watches me cry. “ I hate you so much.” With a broken heart and a perplexed mind, I stood from my knees; all hopes were lost. "I curse the day; we were made mates,” I said before turning to leave his chambers, raising the hem of my dress, and cleaning my eyes. If I were awarded each time I cried helplessly before him, I would have more than enough to sell to everyone. Rome has always been selfish; all he cares about is himself; no one else matters, not even his children. “How dare you?” He yelled, followed by the breaking sound of glass and the table colliding with the floor. I feel his wolf fast approaching on all fours, but this time,I don't move, nor do I beg not to be torn to shreds by the alpha; I turn, staring at his viciously approaching wolf. Like nothing else matters in the whole world, I ran away from his wrath the past years spent in these very walls, but now I have nothing to lose, nothing to leave for; my children were taken away from me, my life means nothing without them, so if he chooses to kill me with his very hands, what do I have to lose? Solemnly, I close my eyes, not holding back the tears. Just a few jumps away from me,I feel the wave of air beside me as his wolf diverts, hitting the statue behind me so hard that the walls of his chambers quiver at the impact of his collision. My heart skidded a beat as disappointment flushed through my mind. That should have been me. My knees fall to the floor, letting myself cry, not holding myself fron screaming my pains out, I lost everything, my babies , they want me, I can't do anything to help them, I can't. I feel him walk behind me, sniffing my hair , as I sobbed with my arms wrapped around my head, he stands there, doing nothing, just watching me cry, I bet it gives him the liberty, the joy he wanted. His finger slowly finds its way to my chin, raising my head up to look at him, his stares deep into my soul with those eyes that had looked down on me for years, a glint of emotion crosses them, for the first time ever, I see remorse, maybe pain. His fingers caressed my wet eyes, sweeping a line of warm tear away from my face, tracing his fingers on my lips, his thumb circles them, so slowly, every inch made my heart quiver, his eye held mine, as he lifts my chin even higher till all i see is a face so unfamiliar. A presence, that was so foreign, i was almost convinced he had empathy , or maybe he felt something, “please” I whispered, letting my tears clog my eyes once more, his fingers brush them away, “ they are your children as well” I added, letting myself lean on his palm. He doesn’t pull away, he holds me tenderly, just running his finger on my lips then my eyes, “Layla” his whispers is a slow thick tone, “ rome please”, before i could say another word , he left my chin, walking back of his seat, legs wide spread, he sat majesticalling, dumbfounded I watch him stare down at me, totally unfazed like he wasn’t the same man five seconds ago. Wow So much for getting his gratification. Standing up to my feet, i clean my eyes with my damp clothes, before taking a last look, hoping he had changed his mind, but he was back to blank, i died a million death just standing here, but i would rather go out there, asking very wolf for help then be subjected to his mercy. Walking towards the exit, i hear him say, “ Where do you think you are going?” I don't say anything, instead i keep, moving, if he isn't willing to help me, then he doesn't have the right to know where i would be going either, “ layla, i command you to stay” he yelled,usually he wouldn't have to repeat his command before i solely succumb, but that was before i became a mother of three kids, i don't answer to him, i answer to my heart. “ layla!” he yells this time I don't halt, i keep walking, even when i feel in behind , his hands grasp mine, pulling me towards his body in a jiffy, , pinning me to his chest, my pitiable self surrenders to his captivating scent as he wraps his arms around me. “ I am your alpha” he said, patting my hair gently, as I listened to his fastened heartbeat. “ don’t go_not again”