Why My Mate Cries
Chapter 90

REID’S POV

The sun had barely risen by the time I woke up. I stared at the ceiling for a few minutes, trying to remind myself of my responsibilities as the Alpha of the pack.

Needless to say, I was far from being fine. I hid my sadness over the past couple of days because I had to attend to some pack matters and doing it without setting aside my grief would only make me unable to perform my duties very well.

I didn’t want to fail the pack or the promise I made to Aliyah, so even though I knew I needed to mourn, to have some space to think about everything that had happened and make a better plan for me and Aliyah, I forced myself to man up quickly and do what had to be done.

“You don’t really have to do this, Alpha,” Cecelia told me after we visited the pack I took in a month ago.

“They are my new people. It is only necessary for me to check on their situation, Cecelia. I don’t want them to have the impression that I am ignoring them,” I replied. That made her chuckle and nod.

The former homeless pack had taken over the vacant area of this land. My people were able to establish some cabins made from wood and container trucks, which became the home of the new pack I was leading. Aside from that, the council had given them occupations to earn money that they would use for their necessities.

They were happy that I visited them. The smiles on their faces became a reminder that I could still make a change even in this darkest time, and I planned to do the same thing to the innocent families of the Silver Moon.

After my meet and greet with the new members of the pack, I called for another meeting to discuss the possibility of building new cabins in Silver Moon land. In this way, I would be able to correct what happened and give those innocent families new houses where they could live. It was a successful meeting.

It was around afternoon when I returned to the pack house, had a few conversations with Liana, who was making some snacks for the pack members, and then finally went upstairs. I was on the stairs when I heard that something was going on with Aliyah, and so I rushed into our place, and saw her scolding Ellie and Dustin.

I noticed the changes in Aliyah’s behavior. She became silent. Sometimes she wanted to talk to me, but most of the time she wanted me to shut my mouth while she indulged herself in pain. According to Charlotte, it was the normal behavior of a mother who had lost her child, and with that in mind, I tried my best to understand where she came from.

However, this was the first time I’ve seen her aggressive, and ranting over small mistakes.

“Aliyah.” I followed her in our bedroom when the twins left.

She did not face me. Standing across the side of the bed, her shoulders moved up and down along with her heavy breath.

“What?” Her voice cracked, and it immediately hit the soft spot in me. “If you’re going to scold me for acting that way, quit it. You don’t even understand where I am coming from because you decided to move on and didn’t wait for me so we could do it together!”

I blinked thrice. To say that I was hurt by her words would be an understatement. I was hit by a great voltage, making me question whether or not I was really doing my best for us. She thought I had finally moved on when I did not even get a chance to mourn or give myself some time to heal. I just had to endure it, and live by the pain deep down inside of me.

“For Moon Goddess’ sake, I am an Alpha, Aliyah.” I closed my eyes and inhaled sharply. “I have a pile of responsibilities to face every day, and it forced me to set my emotions aside, but that does not mean I can finally move on from our loss. F**k, I’m just keeping it all in.”

She ran her fingers through her hair, and spun around to glare at me. I thought she was about to say something, but rather she went to the bed, and hid herself underneath the blanket. My chest tightened because she made me feel dismissed and unheard.

I knew she was hurting so much, and this… these actions of hers towards me were hurting me in the worst possible way.

After that incident, Aliyah continued not to talk to me. She ignored me like I was a goddamn wind. I prepared a dinner for her, and gave her the space she needed. Klaus joined me as I drank some beers on the pack house porch, sitting on the staircase.

“How’s the Luna?” he asked after opening a bottle of beer and sitting next to me.

“She’s still at it.” I sipped on my beer and continued, “She needs more time.”

“And how about you?”

It took a while for me to gather the right words to answer his question. A cruel smile spread across my face as I replied, “Trying to be fine, I guess.”

Klaus nodded like he understood what I said, or probably really understood me. He’d been a best friend to me since diapers. For sure, he really knew me more than my wife did.

“Everyone is devastated about what happened to the both of you. If you want to take a break, know that it’s understandable, man. After all, her loss was yours, too.”

“That seems a lot easier to say, don’t you think?” I smirked and finished the bottle of beer I was holding. “You know, when you are the Alpha of the pack, you live by the responsibilities you have to deal with every day. A lot of people depend on me, Klaus. Taking a break isn’t an option, especially right now that I was held responsible for the attack we launched. I’ve got too much on my plate that I can’t ignore.”

“Point taken.” Klaus tapped my shoulder as he let out a sigh of defeat. “But if you need a shoulder, I am here. We’re like brothers, remember?”

“Holy shit.” I grinned and shook my head. “That’s cringe.”

We went on drinking a few more bottles of beer. He tried to share funny stories to clear the air a bit, but my mind was clouded with thoughts, or should I say, worries about my mate. I wanted to make her feel better, but I didn’t know where or how I should start.

My thoughts were only ripped out when I saw the silhouette of men walking to the pack house. As they got closer, I could see their faces, and when I saw that it was Lucas and Jaxon, the Gamma of the Silver Moon, his unexpected presence made my eyes narrow.

Klaus and I looked at each other before I finally stood up and met them halfway.

I snarled the second Jaxon stopped right in front of me. “What the f**k are you doing here?”