Alpha's Mate Chapter 12

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I felt myself slowly waking up to a heated body wrapped around my own. I had this pounding headache and I could feel swelling around my eye, but not so bad that I couldn't open it. I reached up with my hand after wiggling it out from under Sam's heavy arm and touched my cheek bone only to wince out loud in pain.

"Oh my God," I heard Sam choke out from next to me, startling me causing me to whip my head in his direction. A sob broke out from his throat as he got the full frontal view of my face. "Oh God, Crys… I'm so sorry, baby. I didn't mean to hit you, I swear. You just appeared in front of me when I went to hit Quil and by the time I saw you standing there, I couldn't stop my arm from already moving! Please, forgive me?" He cried and it broke my heart to see that his eyes were filled with tears because of something that had to do with me.

I reached up and whipped away the many tears that were streaming down his cheeks as I leaned up and placed my lips on his hot ones in a chaste kiss. I pulled back and brushed the hair back that was sticking to his damp face.

He looked down in shame and sniffled. "I'm sorry."

I wet my lips with my tongue and took in a breath. "Baby, look at me?" I pleaded as I tilted his chin up so that his eyes would meet my own. Another sob broke through him when he saw my eye again and I had to keep my hand on his face in order to keep him looking at me.

"Baby, listen," I began, "this isn't your fault." I told him gesturing to my eye and taking care not to wince or show any sign of pain as I touched my cheek bone. "I was the one who jumped in front of your fist. You in no way made the conscious decision to hit me. I know that you would never, could never, hurt me in any way, shape or form, physically or emotionally. Not if you could help it. Am I right?"

"Of course," he whispered as he nodded.

"Then please, do me this favor?" I asked him as I ran the tips of my fingers across his damp cheek to his ear.

"Anything," he whispered again and swallowed loudly in anticipation.

"Please don't punish yourself for my own stupidity? I don't think my heart could take it if you blamed yourself for something that I did." I begged him wholeheartedly.

He searched my eyes and my expression, looking for a sign that I believed what I was saying. I guess he found what he was looking for as he let out a sigh and slowly nodded.

I gave him a small smile and placed another quick kiss on his lips. "Thank you," I said and he returned my smile with one of his own.

I rolled over on to my other side to look at the clock that sat on the nightstand on my side of the bed. Seeing that I've been out for a few hours now, I groaned and rolled back over part of the way so that I could look over my shoulder comfortably and see Sam.

"Come on, babe. Let's go and get something to eat. It's late and we missed dinner." I told him before rolling back over and placing my feet one by one on to the floor. I looked down at what I was wearing and noticed that I was not wearing what I had on before when I left the house in search of the boys because of the bad feeling that I had in my stomach.

"Did you change my clothes?" I asked looking over my shoulder again at Sam who was throwing a pair of sweat pants on over his boxer shorts.

"Yeah," he nodded. "I figured that you would be more comfortable that way instead of wearing what you were before."

I gave him a grateful smile at his thoughtfulness. "Thank you," I said. He returned the smile with a nod before he finished adjusting his clothes.

I felt a chill go threw me from the temperature change from being wrapped in Sam's arms to the cool night air. I walked over to our dresser and grabbed the sweatshirt I bought myself the other day and snipped the tag off of the sleeve before throwing it over my head. I then padded my way over to vanity and picked up my brush off the counter top before I began to run it through my hair. It was then that I looked up into the mirror and saw my first glimpse of the damage that had been done because of my stupidity.

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed leaning in toward the large mirror and lightly touching the black and blue bruising on my cheek bone and above my brow.

"What?" Sam asked turning around urgently. His body then relaxed when he saw what had surprised me and I watched his reflection make his way over to me and stopping behind me and placed his hands on my hips. "Yeah," he nodded. "Again, I'm really sorry about that."

I waved him off but continued to inspect the damage done to my face. "God damn, that's a shiner!" I mumbled more to myself than to him before looking back up at his face in his reflection. "You sure hit hard, hunny." I grinned.

He chucked and began nodding before he spun me around to face him, causing me to place my hands on his muscled chest. "You still look incredibly beautiful, though." He murmured with his arm around me and the other one tucking a strand behind my ear.

I smirked up at him from under my lashes and lightly smacked his chest. "Yeah, you would say that; biased."

"No," he shook his head. "Though, I do adore you and everything about you, I am definitely stating a general fact when I tell you that you are the most amazing, beautiful girl that I have ever seen in my life."

I felt my cheeks heat up in a blush and looked down in an attempt to hide it before changing the subject off of me. "Come on," I said backing up and grabbing one of his hands in mine. "Let's go get something to eat. We both need to keep out energies up what with you being what you are and me taking care of a pack of teenage werewolves."

He threw his head back and chuckled loudly as he followed me out of the bedroom door and down to the kitchen.