My mouth hung open as I stared in shock. I went to move but forgot I was in Rylands air jail. Lydia's eyes were bright with emotion as she stared into Koltons curiosity filled ones.

"Let's give them a moment." Ryland whispered in my ear. But before he could whisk me away, dad stormed in with James and mom as they too, stared in shock.

"I am not losing two daughters to this piece of—."dad started but he was immediately silenced when mom swatted his arm.

"I'm happy for you sweetheart." Mom smiled warmly to Lydia. She still looked lost but not in a bad way.

Kolton gently took her hand and she jumped slightly probably from the same type of sparks that I felt with Ryland. Speaking of the devil he left with me for real this time, carrying me up the stairs and to our room.

"If I put you down, are you going to somehow injure yourself?" He growled. I gave him a look of disbelief. He raised an eyebrow and placed me down. I immediately crashed into him as my knees buckled.

"Butt face." I murmured. He just shook his head.

"Next time, don't drink the whole glass in 2 minutes." He laughed moving me to the bed.

"No one told me I couldn't!" I protest as he placed me on the bed. Before he moved away I poked his cheek and started dying laughing. He looked like he was about to throw me out the window, but even he couldn't hide the amusement that danced in his eyes.

"Don't move." He told me, but little did he know I was going to move.

"No you are not." He growled. I stared at him in shock.

"How did you know!" I asked in shock but before he could answer I immediately zoned out and stared at the wall.

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Rylands POV

Octavia is going to be the death of me. I left her on the bed while I went through the closet to find her comfy clothes, my sweatshirt and a pair of my sweatpants. I heard a thump followed by my favorite sound in the entire universe, her laugh. I quickly turned around to see her face flat against the floor.

"What the hell did you do?" I growled hurrying over to her.

"I tried to fly." She laughed uncontrollably.

"You can't fly, love." I chuckled at her.

"I didn't think about that." She mumbled rolling around on the floor. I let her tire herself out while I watched the show. The effects of the wine will wear off any minute now. She went to say something, but her eye lids starting closing.

"Come here, baby." I chuckled. She slowly got up and walked unsteadily over to me. Once she got to the bed I pulled her to my lap and pressed a firm kiss to her lips. She moaned against my mouth before I pulled away.

"Go change." I told her placing my clothes on her lap. She just shook her head and face planted into my chest with a giggle.

I poked her side causing her to burst out laughing and struggle in my grip. I couldn't help but let the smile take over my face at the sight of my ridiculously drunk and beautiful mate.

"Octavia, go change before I take your clothes off myself." I whispered in her ear. She actually listened but instead of going into the bathroom she got up and pulled her top off and unclasped her bra. I swallowed hard at the sight. Then she shimmied out of her pants before sliding my sweatshirt over her head. It fell down past her knees. She ignored the sweatpants and climbed into bed laying on top of me.

"You don't usually sleep with this many thingies on." She poked my shirt, her eyes looking dazed. I just chuckled before pulling my shirt off over my head. Her eyes trailed down my body until I pulled my sweatpants and boxers down. Her cheeks a beautiful shade of pink as she looked away. I quickly grasped her chin turning her to face me. She scooted onto my lap and pressed her lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around her waist and deepened the kiss. She suddenly began grinding against me. I moaned into the kiss but placed a firm hand on her waist stopping her movements.

"As much as I want to continue baby, your drunk." I sighed at the pout that took over her face.

"I promise you, we will continue this when your sober." I chuckled kissing her lips one more time before laying down with her on top of me. She snuggled into my chest and after a few minutes her breathing eventually evened out.

'You alright" I mind linked to Kolton.

'She's better than I ever could've imagined. Lincoln is a dick though.' He responded immediately. Her dad truly was an asshole, but I tolerate him for my mates sake. I also owe it to Luna Brielle, that poor woman having to deal with his ass everyday.

I was knocked out of my train of thought by my mates whimpering.

"Baby." I spoke, shaking her slightly. Her whimpering continued, until she suddenly shot up and charged for the bathroom. I nearly shifted at her sudden movement. I quickly got up after her. She kneeled in front of the toilet and was vomiting, her small body shaking uncontrollably.

I quickly grabbed her hair out of her face and held it back.

"You're okay." I said running a hand up and down her back.

Tears were running down her cheeks as she continued emptying the contents of her stomach into the toilet.

After a few minutes she finally stopped and slumped against me tiredly.

"It's probably the wine." I told her running my hand through her hair. She just nodded slowly before leaning her head against my chest. I lifted her up into my arms and poured mouthwash into a cup for her. She used it quickly before I brought her back to bed.

"You're ok." I reassured her, tucking her into my side.

"Ryland?" Her shaky quiet voice asked. I brushed her hair through my fingers.

"Yes, love?" I looked into her mesmerizing light brown, silver speckled eyes.

"Tell me about your family." She whispered turning her head to looking deeply into my eyes. I tensed at the question. This was a story that I kept locked in the deepest, darkest parts of my mind.

"My father was an evil man." I sighed tracing shapes on her stomach. "I like to believe he was cursed by the moon goddess and that's why he was the way he was." She squeezed my hand gently. "When I was Fifteen my mother caught my father having an affair with a random pack member. That was the worst argument they had ever had, it got physical quickly and he...he killed my mom in his rage." I closed my eyes taking a deep breath. I felt the bed move slightly as Octavia wrapped her arms around my neck. I breathed in her scent deeply, immediately calming my mind.

"I also... I..I also had a younger sister, Wren, she was seven, when father killed her too. I tried to save her, but I was too late. I could hear her screams I still hear them sometimes. She disobeyed father and he beat her to death. I had no choice at that point, I needed to kill my father to get him off of her. B..but I was too late." I squeezed my mates body tighter against mine. "Mom would have loved you so much." I breathed.

"I'm sure she was a wonderful woman if she raised you." Octavia whispered before lightly pressing her lips against my cheek.

"I'm so sorry." She hugged me tighter.

"I love you." I breathed against her hair.