The Weeping One (MXW)

Apologies

***Darius POV***

I have no idea what Aubrey heard. I have no clue where she could be.

Fuck!

I should have marked her.

We can't mind link her.

We have been driving around for an hour.

Every second feels like hours.

I need to get to Aubrey.

"I'm heading home, you guys keep looking." I mind linked my pack.

I walked into the house and relief flooded my system.

I could smell Aubrey.

I followed her scent, running towards our suite.

Laying on our bed, in the fetal position, Aubrey was sleeping.

Thank Goddess!

"She's here! She's home. Come back." I ordered thru the mind link.

"On our way, Alpha." A hundred wolves answered.

I softly laid beside Aubrey and pulled her into my arms.

My angel. My sweet beautiful angel.

Her body was hiccuping. No doubt, tears were shed.

I ran my fingers thru her hair and kissed her gently.

I'm so angry. No one should upset my baby. No one should make her feel like this.

Clarissa better stay the fuck away from Aubrey!

Hours passed, I laid there. I held onto Aubrey like my last breath.

Eventually, she stirred in my arms, turning to face me.

"I'm sorry." She croaked.

"You have nothing to be sorry for parvulus." I whispered.

"I just went for coffee." She explained.

"It's ok my love." I promised.

"Are you mad at me?" She whimpered.

"Not even a little bit sweetheart." I crooned.

"I had no way to tell you, I don't even have a phone. I don't even know your number." She whispered.

Well that will be rectified come morning!

"Baby, what happened?" I asked.

Aubrey explained that she went to Jackson's room to offer Clarissa and Jackson breakfast. She stopped as she heard loud shouting. Her name was being mentioned. She couldn't help but listen. She told me almost every word that she could remember.

I was livid.

How could anyone accuse our angel of being fake?

Clarissa has gone mental.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I offered.