Secret Identity

chapter ten

                                                           Elena's P.O.V.

        What just happened?

We went to Victor's room and I thought that I would be able to calm him down, but I guess not...

I guess I still need to figure out how to calm him down when he gets angry; this is only my first time seeing him show anger like this and all, so I guess it's not all that bad that I don't know how to calm him down just yet.

I sighed in annoyance, glancing at the dent in the wall.

How did he even get enough force to dent the wall?

He certainly is a strong wolf, huh?

"Whatever," I muttered to myself, running a hand through my hair. "I'm leaving. I still have a concert tomorrow that I need to get ready for."

I stood up and started walking downstairs to get to the front door.

It took quite a while for me to get outside of the pack-house. This place is huge and I may or may not have gotten lost in it a few times.

In a way, I guess that I have some time to get used to this place and learn where everything is, seeing as I'm kind of stuck with this pack now. Not that that's a bad thing, though.

I sat on my motorcycle but made no move to start the engine.

"What am I even waiting for?" I groaned, holding my head in my hands.

I sighed again, putting the key in the ignition and twisting it. I allowed the engine to warm up a bit before driving off to the place where the concert will be held later today.

        "Torch?" Jack asked, knocking on the door. "What's wrong?"

"You tell me," I muttered, letting him in the room before curling back up on the couch.

I don't think I even know what's wrong.

"Well, what happened?" he wondered.

"My old Alpha came and declared war. Then Victor got extremely angry after he just... he just stormed off," I explained. "I was trying to calm him down, but he just ignored me and walked away."

Tears slowly started to leak out from the corners of my eyes.

"I don't even know why I'm making such a big deal about it," I groaned.

I don't know why I'm crying and moping about it either.

"I don't know what to tell you. I have no experience with this kind of stuff, I'm sorry," Jack sighed, sitting next to me and draping an arm around my shoulders. "But when he comes back and asks for forgiveness, make him work for it. Make him beg for it. Let him know that you are not to be treated like that again, ever again. You're not one to be ignored, not even by him. Especially by him."

I let out a weak laugh before blacking out.

        "Elena," Jack breathed out in relief. "You're okay."

"How long was I out?" I asked, slowly sitting up while rubbing my eyes.

Why would he do that to me?

"About an hour, I think," he answered. "What happened?"

I looked down at my hands causing my hair to cover my face as tears started to fall out of my eyes and land in my lap.

"What did my brother do this time?" Jack sighed.

How does he know that it was his brother's fault that I passed out? Am I just that easy to read to him?