Why My Mate Cries
Chapter 33

ALIYAH’S POV

“Here we go,” I said after watering the camellia flower in the window.

I smiled, seeing it bloom beautifully. I could see that it had grown much taller and more beautiful since the first time I had seen it. I appreciated seeing it first thing in the morning, as I did with the other red and white roses on the balcony.

Two days had passed since the incident that happened in the chamber. I spent most of my days in the pack house cooking and doing some household chores. Reid advised me to exercise a little because it was important to maintain a healthy body.

I was still quite slim. He stated that my body would take time to fully heal from the deprivation I had experienced. However, I was pleased to notice that my body was improving. Perhaps because Reid never failed to take good care of me, I felt more vibrant and lively now.

Speaking of Reid, he has been busy doing a lot of stuff for the pack. He’d be gone in the morning and would come back around the afternoon, and while he was gone, I was trying my best to hang out with the female members of the pack.

Needless to say, I’ve made friends here. Besides Liana and Alice, there was Katya.

I cooked some steaks for lunch, and just in time, Reid finally went home while I was preparing the table.

“Hi,” I greeted him when he walked towards me and then pressed his lips to my forehead.

“It smells great,” he commented as he wrapped his arm around my waist and looked at the food I served. “Did you cook this steak on your own?”

I nodded happily. “Have a seat so we can eat.”

“What else did you do while I was gone?” Reid asked curiously as we ate our food.

“I did clean the house, and knit clothes with Katya on the lounge,” I replied cheerfully.

He offered me a smile. “I’m glad to hear that.”

I chuckled, and then proceeded to share with him some things I’ve learned today as Katya taught me how to use some things like a vacuum and even navigate on my smart phone.

Reid was staring blankly at me. I was under the impression that he was paying attention, yet it appeared as though his mind was elsewhere. I snapped my fingers in front of him, and that was the only time he blinked.

“Hey, are you alright? What are you thinking?” I looked at him with interest.

He breathed heavily and swallowed hard. I didn’t know why, but he looked seemingly puzzled over something.

Reid cleared his throat. “I’m fine, Aliyah.”

“Is there a problem I should know about?” I couldn’t help but worry.

“No, I assure you I’m alright.” He then smiled at me and continued to finish his steak.

After having our lunch, Reid and I went to our bedroom as I felt too exhausted from the minor chores I’ve done. We were watching a family-oriented English film while we were both lying down on the bed.

I couldn’t help but be curious. Ever since I came here, he hasn’t told me anything about his parents. All I knew was that they had died, but I didn’t know what exactly had happened.

“Reid…”

“Hmm?”

“Can you tell me what happened to your parents?” I carefully asked.

As soon as I asked the question, I had instant regrets because Reid appeared to be feeling uncomfortable. His facial expression stiffened, as he creased his brows and clenched his jaw. It seemed as if breaking the silence about his parents was a serious offense. Fear hit me square in the chest, and I had to force myself to swallow.

“Why?” He asked. His voice was deep and somewhat annoyed.

I gasped. “I just want to know what happened to them.”

When his eyes narrowed while looking at me, I felt the urge to take back what I said.

“I—it’s fine if you don’t want to talk about them, though.” I smiled at him. “Anyway, the movie is great, isn’t it?”

He inhaled sharply and only nodded in response.

I couldn’t help but feel worried.

Did I irritate him?

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REID’S POV

Something was bothering me so much…

I kept looking at Aliyah, who seemed to be nonchalant about her unusual heartbeat.

The moment I went home from the meeting, I could hear her faster heartbeat, along with a new scent that lingered in my nostrils.

The sweet scent was new to me in a sense that I thought Aliyah had a visitor prior to entering our house as it was different from her usual scent.

The new scent didn’t have the same effect on me as hers had. My wolf, on the other hand, got a little excited, and I wasn’t quite sure why.

When the movie ended, Aliyah fell asleep. She had been hibernating like a bear for the past few days, which I found strange as well.

“I need you to check up on Aliyah,” I told Charlotte when I phoned her.

“Sure. I am just here in the clinic. Is something wrong?”

I breathed sharply. My eyes couldn’t look away from Aliyah.

“There’s something strange about her heartbeat.”

“What?! Is that serious?” She sounded panicked.

“I’m not sure. She looks fine, but I can hear her heartbeat and it’s freaking unusual. I need to know what’s happening to her. I’m extremely worried.”

Charlotte let out a sigh. “Bring her here and I’ll check what’s going on.”

When Aliyah finally woke up, I immediately informed her that we’d go to Charlotte’s clinic.

She looked up at me. “Why?”

“You’re not fine.”

“What?” Her forehead creased. “I feel alright though.”

“You’re not,” I hissed. “Please, let’s go to Charlotte. I need to make sure your health isn’t at stake.”

Aliyah looked very confused, but she did start to prepare without throwing me any further questions. The new scent I could smell from her awakened something within me, and it drove me crazy that I had no idea what it was.

“Are you having hard time breathing?” I asked her carefully while we were on our way to the clinic.

She stared at me innocently and then shook her head.

“Are you telling me the truth?”

She let out a gasp, bit her lower l*p and avoided my gaze.

“Aliyah…” I inhaled sharply.

“I—I’m being honest.”

“No, you’re not.”

Her breathing became ragged. It frustrated me that even though she was telling me that she was fine, I could confirm in her body language and heartbeat that she wasn’t.

I g*****d a bit. “You have to be honest with me, or I’ll make you using my own power.”

When our eyes finally met, I saw how anxious she was. She inhaled sharply and then nodded.

“I—I think I have to speak with Charlotte…” She palmed her face in frustration.