21 Chapter 21 :

Aly's pov ....

It didn't work, nothing I came up with could have worked.

The last thing I wanted was for the nice family taking care of me, to get mad at me for trying to run away.

But can they protect me from the moon alpha? I asked myself rhetorically

I haven't spoken a word to them, but they wouldn't stop talking to me like their daughter. Stacey's behavior in itself is very odd.

No one in her shoes would waste their time hanging out with or watching over someone who doesn't want to speak to you.

Besides, in my pack friends are organised by class.

From what I have seen so far, I have noticed that Stacey and her family are at least moderately wealthy.

She had gadgets I only ever saw with titled wolf's in my pack, her clothes and that of her parents were not just designers, but top of the line designers.

But why were they waiting their time caring for me?

I sighed as I wracked my brain for a way out.

Goddess I wish I had reign with me.

I thought and felt the familiar stirring of my wolf.

It's been getting more intense since I woke up two days ago.

I slowly dragged myself back to the bed from the bathroom.

I had looked down the window, more times than i can count.

It's a lost cause trying to escape from there, even if I want to plunge to my death, the sturdy white cast iron protector wouldn't let me.

The only way out of this room, is the door and I haven't summoned the courage to try it out yet.

Doctor Alba,walked in with Stacey and her mom.

I knew it was time to go.

Stacey, wouldn't let me be, bugging me all day about how she had readied the room right next to hers for me, and how she couldn't wait for us to have movie nights sleepovers, do each other's nails and on and on.

She brought me a dress like she'd promised.

" Miss Milan, I am glad you're better now, you're being discharged, but we would be dropping by the house for daily check ups, we are aware your wolf hasn't fully returned yet.

I am. Confident this would happen soon, very very soon.".

He said and I nodded at him.

I closed my eyes gritted my teeth and dug my claws into my palms.

This feigned muteness of mine is good.

It isn't right, these people have worked hard and have taken very good care of me. But I have been able to even say thank you to them.

My min would have had my behind by now.

So I swallowed hard, opened my eyes and thanked him.

" Thank you doctor Alba, for putting up with me and taking extra special care of me.

Stacey couldn't contain her excited reactions.

The doctor was surprised, but he recovered quickly and replied.

"It was a pleasure miss Milan."

I nodded at him and turned to Stacey and her mom.

Thank you too, Stace, you and your family have all pitched in to help me.

I don't know what I did to deserve your help.

Thank you. "I said.

My heart wasn't full of gratitude, even though I was now thankful to them caring for me.

I still didn't understand what was going on, and why I was brought here, but they have been good to me, and I haven't seen Devon, his Luna, or even the moon Alpha, yet so maybe it wasn't that bad.

I thought to my self.

Stacey gave me a quick hug, before handing me the bag, to go change.

She'd brought me a white sundress with colorful floral designs that made it pop.somstimes I think can be boring. But this was nice and expensive. The dress was a size too big, but I had lost too much weight,I looked like a waif.

There was a pair of white flat slippers inside the bag, so I slipped them on.

When I reemerged from the bathroom, it was just Stace and her mom in the room.

I sat, perched on the side of the bed and Stacey's mom began to brush my hair out. They have both done this a couple of times for me.

During my stay here at the clinic.

A wheelchair was brought in to take me out.

" Don't worry about me, I can walk."

I told Stacey's mom lowly.

"Nonsense, you still need time to rebuild strength and energy.

Sit." she commanded in a voice that brooked no further argument.

She was right the trip to the bathroom to change and get back to the room, had drained me.

It was frustrating to feel this way, being a werewolf and all. But I have no choice, but to be patient until reign is also strong enough.

We got into a navy blue Mercedes benz SUV, the drive home took less than ten minutes.

Their home was an impressive two story house.

It wasn't extravagant or anything like one would expect in my pack.

But you could tell that this family was really comfortable.

The lawns outside the house, looked extremely well catered to.

Stacey's dad took charge of my wheelchair and took me into the house. From outside, it looked more like a hacienda, than a vintage two story home. It had a two large, front porches on two sides of the house.

The foyer wasn't grand, but it was beautiful, it had a nice touch of light blue to its white walls, white and blue striped rug, a nice shell like chandelier was hung high up in the ceiling.white themed staircase with black balustrade.

There was a deep brown table to my right and a nice brown tufted seat on the left.

He wheeled me straight through the foyer to the kitchen, with it's huge glassed wall porch, that also serves as the dining area.

"Thank you sir." I said

"You're welcome and please call us mom and dad. We would love that."

Okay, I said, not adding dad at the end.

It was a bit weird for me right now, to call other people mom and dad.

I bit back a sob and bit the inside of my cheek hard to stop myself from making any sound.

I was served rice pudding, after lunch it was time to go up.

Stacey's dad came by to take me up the stairs. I tried to decline the offer but he wouldn't hear it.

He dropped me on top of the stairs and headed back downstairs.

"Stacey make sure you do not tire her out." Her mom instructed.

"I won't I promise." She yelled back like a typical teenager.

First things first, everyone keeps calling you miss Milan.

What your name?"

"Alyssa Milan, you can just call me Aly." I told her.

"Okay, Aly it is then.

Please tell if you think you might be tired okay? I don't want mom handing my head to me on a platter." She pleaded with a fake pout and I nodded .

The old me would have laughed, but laughter was a strange feeling for me right now.

It's not like I didn't find some of her mannerisms funny, I don't even remember how to crack a smile.

It's..it's just difficult for me.

She took my hand and led me down the wide hall way. There were about three turns one to the left, then a right turn then another left turn.

She stopped in front of a wall of family pictures she pointed out grand parents, aunties, uncles, cousins and but there was one person she didn't point out to me.

"This is the general family wall."

She said.

"Do you have a sibling?"

I asked when I couldn't hold back my question anymore.

"Yes and I'm getting to that in a bit."

She dragged me down the hall to another wall of pictures.

This one had the Haller family Witten artistically atop.

The pictures were arranged like art on display in a gallery.

"So this here is my family pictures.

There's mom, dad me and my brother.

"You have a beautiful family, Stace."I said lowly.

"If you don't mind I would like to go to my room now."

"No, I don't mind at all." She said and dragged me to a blush pink themed room.

There was a dark begonia pink love seat in the room, to go with the ruby and rose pink blankets.

I sighed as I sank into the fluffy queen sized bed.

"So I've been wanting to paint your toe nails for a while, is it okay if go get my nail kit, from my room? It's just next door." She said.

I nodded yes at her and she raced out of my room at the speed of light.

She painted my toe nails, first in various colors so I could choose the one I liked.

I chose a minty turquoise shade and she began to clean them all up to apply the color I chose.

As I watched her work on my nails I had a feeling, she loved polishing nails and purporsely painted my nails first in different colors, so she can do them all over again.

"I noticed you almost have no friends." I stated.

" Uhmmm yeah." She said

I waited for her to add an explanation but she said nothing more. It was odd Stace loved to talk about stuff anything really.

"Why?" I prompted.

" I had at some point as a five year old, maybe till I was seven?"

She said solemnly.

" But then the other pups began to bully me, mercilessly. She paused and sighed.

" My brother can be extremely ruthless at times."

"He made an example of some of the parents, and no one spoke to me after that." She explained.

I was quiet for a while after her explanation, before asking.

" Are you and your brother close?"

" Yes very, we talk almost everyday."

Stace stated.

" I haven't seen him around at all."

I pointed out.

" He's very busy, is all." She said.