The rest of the day went by slowly, it was as if Alaric and I were moving through molasses. All the energy and fire that we both had at the beginning of our argument had left. Although I was still upset about the majority of things that Alaric had said, mostly about locking me up and not letting me leave I couldn't find it in my heart to be mad at him right now.

I knew that he had been scared that I might have been severely hurt when we first met, but Alaric never mentioned that it went as deep as to have a constant fear of losing me. As if he walked around with a sword hanging from the ceiling, just waiting for it to fall.

Right now though I was feeling very stupid, I kept pushing off Alaric's strange behavior as just his Alpha side coming out. Some of his actions could be related to it, but it was low of me to automatically assume so. From this fight that we had, I realized that although Alaric and I had kissed and gotten extremely close to each other in the past two days we knew nothing about one another.

There were things that as his mate I saw and could talk about with him, but the wall that had seemed like it came down after we kissed seemed to have been an illusion. It never really came down; we just both took a step to the side and were looking through a window. What I also realized is that I honestly couldn't say I was wrong or right anymore for keeping my lack of a wolf a secret. Had I told Alaric in the beginning I am positive he wouldn't have rejected me, but he definitely would have locked me away in a room somewhere and thrown away the key. If I tell Alaric now then he would do the same thing. Of course, it was selfish to want freedom, but I knew the end result of whatever happened had to end with me being able to walk around with at least some degree of freedom. Not just for me, but for the pack.

The fact that Alaric was so scared of losing me would also greatly affect his pack. I didn't know enough about it to notice a difference and everything seemed to be going fine when I walked around with Alaric. No outstanding problems that were visible at least.

I needed to go to the library tomorrow and talk with Ash, there were a lot of things that needed to happen. One, I was going to tell her that this was our first and last day to try and find some path to take to fix this. If the Library was a dead end I would tell Alaric, there was nothing else Ash and I would be able to do for me if we hit a blockade we would need help and the Obsidian Night pack would be the only one who would be able to help or at least protect me, that was the last resort though or rather a worst-case scenario. Second was that my reasons for not telling Alaric had changed. I was no longer worried about being rejected, I knew that wasn't an option anymore, Ash was right about that. My reasons now, for not telling him, were because Alaric might snap.

I had the idea that I would be locked away, for protection, but other than that I had no idea what lengths Alaric would go to or how it would affect the pack. Just from me wanting to sleep in another room Alaric seemingly became a different person. Then take me seemingly going from werewolf to mortal, well I didn't want to think what else he would do. If anything I think his wolf might take over and he would mark me right then and there. The main reason that I didn't want to tell Alaric though and why I didn't want him to mark me was because I truly believed that Alaric would not try to fix the problem, at least not at first, fixing the problem would mean allowing outsiders into the pack or allowing me to leave the pack to find help or find an answer. Both of which were not options that Alaric would choose.

So, I kept my mouth shut and hoped that tomorrow would be better and that I would find a way to fix my wolf

Alaric and I ended up eating dinner together, alone in our room and then getting ready for bed. By the time it came to actually go to sleep we still had barely said a word to each other. I changed into some of Alaric's clothes, hoping it would calm him down some more and then crawled into the large bed. Alaric's arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I sighed and turned around to face him, his eyes were open watching me.

"What's something I can do to help? Something reasonable. I won't stand being locked up, but I do want to help you and I do want to get to know you better." Alaric hugged me tight and inhaled my scent from my wet hair.

"Never sleep in a different bed." I giggled a little at him.

"That all?" He nodded and slowly I felt his chest rise and fall steadily, he was asleep.