The Delicate Girl Mate novel Chapter 19

It's been an hour and a half now and still no talk of what's going on with Layla!

Looking around the room, I see picture frames broken on the ground, lamp's shattered, some chairs flipped, and magazines littering the ground all around them. Slumping down into a chair I thankfully didn't destroy in my rampage, I let the full force of my feelings hit me. The anger is the strongest of the feelings, anger at that Marc for hurting my precious Layla, anger at myself for not seeing it sooner. I broke down into tears and unattractive sobs.

I finally put two and two together. After this, I realized that it was him who caused the bruise I was so concerned about. He is the reason Layla is so skittish and afraid. The reason she and Ben were terrified to go home everyay. The reason she's hurt. My dad came to tell me that he is under our watch in the abandoned cells we have on our territory. We haven't used them since my dad's second year of being Alpha. We haven't had a reason to.

He also listened to me as I told him about my discovery. He was pissed, angry at how someone could do that to their own kids, even if they weren't his bood. My dad was pissed, most of al, at the fact that he hurt his future daughter-in-law and Luna.

Also, he explaind that Ben was safe with Lauren and Kelsey. They were taking his mind off of it, to no avail. He told me how he kept screaming for either me or his sissy and how he eventually managed to go to sleep, probably exhausted from tiring himself out with his screaming. My dad left me alone after that.

And now here I am, in a room I trashed, crying for my mate. Crying for all the times I could've protected her and Little Man. All the times I didn't. All the times I didn't know.

Layla, I love you so much. How coud I not see it sooner and protected you and Ben? I can't bear the pain of knowing I could've done something, but didn't. I'm sorry, my love. Forgive me. I thought.

Beep...Beep...Beep...

The continuous noises awoke my mind from its dreamy state. And the first thing I noticed was pain.

When he said the last part, I started looking around. I was freaking out again at the thought of Marc knowing I was here with him and he knew.

"Layla, it's okay. Calm down, he's not here. He was taken into custody." I relaxed, as much as I could with being in a hospital bed, stuck with laying on my stomach.

I motioned with my hand, taking it out of Jordi's grasp, to getting me something to write with. He reached over slowly, careful not to stir the still sleeping boy in his arms, and grabbed a pad and pen. Once it was placed in front of me, I wrote down 'What happened after you got there?'

He answered, "Well, I freaked out. I pounced on him and started throwing punches. I had to get him off of you. The sight of you laying there helpless broke my heart, so I saw red and went crazy. I kept hitting him until Taylor got there with my dad, Judd, Brett, Kelsey, and Lauren. Taylor was gonna ride with us that day, so when Ben said something was wrong, he called them and followed me. Lauren and Kelsey made sure Ben was safe and calming down, while my dad, Brett, and Judd had control of Marc. I went over o make sure you were okay. It was horrible, baby. I called the paramedics and they brought you here. I did brake down though. Once you were in stable condition, I broke down completely. I was angry at that bastard for doing such things to you. I was angry at myself more, though. For not noticing it sooner. You and Ben were both terrified of going home and I thought nothing of it. And with that bruise I found, I knew it wasn't an accident, but I didn't put the clues together. I'm sorry, I should've known." He finished, looking down.