My Two Alphas

Lucy

Rayan eventually woke up, and mom had to leave to make a bottle for Ryden. I didn't want to leave the little bubble of my room, but I missed my mates too, and I wanted to go home. As much as I loved being here, it was no longer home anymore. Getting up, I grabbed a bag just as my mother came back in with Ryden in her arms, feeding him a bottle.

"You're leaving again?" she asked, and I nodded.

"Well, I can help you pack. I replaced almost everything. Ryker kept a detailed list of everything I destroyed, thank god but a lot of it I found was in Rayan's room," she said, and I could see the guilt on her face as she placed Ryden down on the bed.

"Lucy, I am sorry for everything. I should have told you about Amanda. I should never have="

I waved her off. "It's fine, mom. I get it. I really do. I know that wasn't you, and even if it was, I understand it," I told her. She nodded before opening some of the drawers, pulling my clothes out and putting them in a duffle bag.

"Is Tyson still here?" I asked her, and she nodded.

"Yes, he hasn't left except to get his car," she told me, and I felt relief flooding me.

"What about Ace?"

"Ryker is dropping him home now. He wants to give you some space," she told me, and my brows furrowed.

"What do you mean?"

"You will figure it out. Not really my place to explain. Your relationship is between them and you. I will be here no matter what you choose, Lucy," she told me, making me more confused.noveldrama

I gathered a few things and placed them in my bag before finding an old photo album and tossing it in with my things. I zipped the bag up, and my mother grabbed it, so I grabbed Ryden before following her downstairs to the living room. Rayan came over to me before spotting the bag in my mother's hands.

"You aren't staying?" he asked sadly, and I felt my heart clench.

"No, but maybe you can come for a sleepover on the weekend," I asked, looking at my mother. She nodded, and Rayan smiled sadly before agreeing and wrapping his arms around me. I passed Ryden back to mom, and I hugged him close before k!ssing his head.

Leaning over the back of the couch in the living room, I found Tyson asleep, his mouth wide open as he snored. I jammed my fingers in his mouth, and he choked, jolting upright, and I laughed at him."

"What the f*ck?!" he choked out before noticing me. "Lucy?"

I smiled at him before he jumped off the couch in a blur, racing around it and engulfing me in a hug. Tingles rushed everywhere so much stronger than before, and my mark tingled, making me shiver as I leaned into him.

"You're okay. You made me worry for a bit." I nodded, hugging him back. I was far from okay, but I had my mates and my family.

"Yeah, I am fine. I just want to go home," I told him, pressing my nose into his neck and inhaling his scent.

"You don't want to stay? I don't mind staying here," Tyson said, but I shook my head.

"No. Besides, Ace is at home," I told him, and he pulled away, looking at me oddly.

"So, you spoke to him?" Tyson asked, and I shook my head.

"No, but I want to go home with my mates," I told him, and he nodded, looking at my mother, who shook her head at him. "Why are you being strange? What is going on?" I asked them.

"Nothing, but we should head home before it gets too late," Tyson said, taking my bag from my mother. The tension in the room was so strong that I could almost taste it. I could feel worry eating at Tyson through the bond as he grabbed my hand, heading toward the door.

"What's wrong? Didn't they catch Josie and Melana?" I asked, now worried. Tyson tensed before stopping and retrieving his keys from his pocket.

"No, but we will. We won't let them get to you, Lucy," Tyson assured me. Knowing they were out there doing god knows what sickened me. Those girls were never going to stop until they broke me, and I wasn't sure how much more I could take. What else could possibly go wrong?

We said goodbye to everyone, and Tyson put my bag in the trunk. Just as we were leaving and pulling out, my father's car stopped beside us. Tyson wound down my window, leaning across me, and my stepfather did the same.

"I just dropped Ace off. We will keep searching tomorrow," he told Tyson, who nodded before my stepfather looked at me.

"We will find them," he assured me, and I knew he would do everything in his power to do exactly that.

"I will talk to you tomorrow. Let me know how Ace goes. Fair warning, though; he is in a mood," my stepfather told Tyson.

Tyson sighed. "I will deal with him," Tyson told him, and Ryker nodded before winding his window up and parking his car. We headed home, and the entire drive, we barely spoke. I could tell something was on Tyson's mind, feeling it eating away at him. His grip on the steering wheel was a clear giveaway of how tense he was. I felt like everyone was hiding something from me, but with everything going on, I was too caught up in my own tumultuous thoughts to pry too much just to get answers. "When we get home, please try not to freak out," Tyson suddenly said.

"Huh, what do you mean?" He didn't bother to elaborate, and I gave up trying to understand. When we pulled up at the packhouse, the porch light was on, and I could see Ace's car in the driveway.

"I will grab your bag. Are you hungry? I can cook dinner or order out."

"No need. I am already cooking," Ace said as I stepped out of the car. I smiled up at him, and he watched me nervously before taking my bag from Tyson and walking inside. I looked at Tyson, wondering why Ace didn't approach me. Did he believe Josie's and Melana's lies? Did he think the pictures were true to what they'd said? I followed them inside, my stomach growling hungrily at the smell of food, yet Ace's strange behavior made me nervous. Ace placed my bag in Tyson's room, and I made my way to the kitchen to see what he was cooking.

"Something smells good," I told him, looking in the oven.

"Yeah, pasta bake," Ace said, leaning on the other side of the counter. I walked around to him, and he stepped away from me, and Tyson cleared his throat awkwardly.

"Come on. Let's go find a movie to watch," he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me away from Ace. I shook his hand free. "Wait, I just want to speak to Ace," I told him, ignoring him. I walked over, wrapping my arms around his waist and inhaling his scent, Ace's entire body tensed, and I looked up at him, wondering why he was acting weird. When it suddenly hit me. I sniffed him, his scent the same, yet it wasn't as intoxicating. Where were the sparks and the weird magnetic pull I usually felt toward him?

"It's my fault," Tyson blurted out, making me look over at him.

"Pardon?" I asked him, letting Ace go.

"The reason the bond is gone. It can be fixed," Tyson rushed out.

"Our bond is gone, completely gone?" I asked, looking up at Ace. His jaw was clenched, and he wouldn't meet my eye, and I stepped back. Is that why he was being weird?

"Yes, Lucy, it is gone," Ace said, and I felt my stomach drop and my face heat up at his words. So, he was acting like this because he didn't want me anymore? I was so confused by this situation and now understood why everyone was acting strange. I didn't even think it was possible without rejecting someone.

"How?" I asked, looking over at Tyson.

"I marked you again. It weakens the bond when you have multiple mates. Lana told me about it. Ace hasn't marked you, so it forged our bond to become stronger. Apparently, it wears off but takes time."

"How much time?"

Tyson shrugged, and I could see he didn't know.

"So, you don't want to be my mate anymore?" I asked Ace. He finally looks at me, his head whipping to the side.

"No, I do, but you can be free of me if you choose to. I won't stop you, Lucy," Ace said.

"Is that what you want?" I asked him, suddenly unsure. Ace also looked uncertain. Was he second-guessing the mate bond now that he wasn't tied to me? Everything was so straightforward before. The bond made it nearly impossible to reject each other, but with it gone, did that mean he no longer felt as strongly about me as I still did about him? Bond or not, he was still mine.