Page 9 of Revna’s Alpha (Safe Haven #1)

CHAPTER NINE

REVNA

“ W e’ll talk later,” Daddy stood up.

Revna turned around, ready to walk back to the house, but Daddy’s hand landed on her shoulder.

“Did Daddy say you could walk?”

Turning around, she looked at him. She needed permission to walk now?

“Daddy?” she hesitantly asked.

She figured once her leg was fully healed she would be able to walk on her own. He never said anything about her not being able to.

“Daddy didn’t say you could walk. Turn fully around so I can carry you.”

“Really?” she whined.

“Yes.”

Revna whined once again, pushing her lip out as she turned around and held her arms up.

“I’m not going to run away.”

“Daddy likes holding you.”

Daddy picked her up, holding her close to him. She loved being in his arms but she also loved walking. Was she ever going to be able to walk again? Was he going to hold her every chance he got?

“Daddy,” she whispered as he walked towards his house.

“Yes, Little One?”

“Will I ever walk again?”

She walked the little ways to him from the group, but that wasn’t anything. She wanted to stretch her legs and run free.

“You will, but right now you don’t know the town and Daddy doesn’t want you to get lost.”

“But I can hold your hand while we walk.”

“Daddy is going to hold you the first couple of weeks. I am going to make sure you don’t get into any trouble or don’t get lost. Holding you in my arms is the best way for that.”

Pouting, she put her head on his chest. Revna had a feeling she wasn’t going to walk ever again. If he wanted to hold her for the first couple of weeks, he was going to get used to it and then demand she be in his arms always. It wasn’t a bad thing if she was tired, hurt, or nervous about something. But she wasn't always going to be like that.

“Such a good girl,” he whispered in her ear.

“When are you going to mark me?” she blurted.

It had been on her mind since the other Littles talked about it. Was he going to wait until she got more comfortable or was he going to do it any second now?

Deep down Revna wanted him to do it right now. She felt the pull through the mate bond and she ached to feel it more. Would it get stronger whenever he marked her? Would she be able to do it back to him?

Daddy traced a spot on her neck, making her shiver. “Do you want me to mark you?”

She shrugged. She didn’t fully know what it was. Tina had mentioned it was just like marriage, binding them together forever. Did she want that? Daddy talked about there not being a way out of the town. That once a person was in there, they were in there forever.

Should she just bite the bullet and pretend like she wanted to be here until she actually did? Or should she fight with everything until she finally gave in?

“If Daddy marks you, you’re mine forever,” he gently said. “You’re mine forever if I don’t mark you.”

“So I’m yours forever either way?”

“And I’m yours forever. It’s not just a one way road.”

“Do werewolves get more than one mate?”

Revna needed to ask. She didn’t know anything about werewolves and how they worked. What if he got another mate at some point? Would she be left to defend for herself?

“Some people get two mates, but they normally come at the same time. But you are it for me. I am not sharing you and you aren’t sharing me.”

Her shoulders slumped at the news. She didn’t want to share whoever she was with. She had seen other people do it, but for her, she didn’t want to.

“You don’t have to worry, Little one.”

She was thankful for that. She was already worried about a new town and people, getting thrown into something she wasn't prepared for.

“I’ll never be able to leave?” she whispered, hoping for just one second he would say she could.

“No, Little one. Once you are in the town, you don’t leave. I know it might be hard to see right now, but you are meant to be here. You’re going to be so happy to be here.”

“What if I need something that you don’t have here?”

“Like what?”

Her mind went blank as she tried to think about things. Revna didn’t know what they had or didn’t have here.

“You’ll have everything you need here. It’s a town full of magic.”

She still couldn’t wrap her mind around that. How was it possible for it to be a magical town?

“What if I don't?”

“You will. Trust Daddy.”

That was a tall order to ask of her. Trust someone she hadn’t known for a full day? Had it been a day? Revna didn’t know but she knew she hadn’t known him long.

But it felt like they had known each other their whole lives. Like they were best friends with how comfortable she was getting with him.

Was it normal?

“Revna?”

It seemed pretty normal when the other Littles were talking about it. Some took longer to adjust but they were all happy now. Really happy. None of them looked like they had bruises on their skins or were super skittish.

“Revna?”

“Hmm?”

She was lost in her thoughts, trying to figure things out. There were so many things to consider and she needed to figure them out. Was she going to let him mark her? Was she going to be happy here? Should she take a leap of faith and try to enjoy things?

It’s not like she had much of a choice. What if she was never happy? According to Daddy she was stuck here for the rest of her life.

“Where do you put dead people?”

Her eyes were wide as she stared at Daddy. If this was a magical town and no one could leave, where were all the dead people? How long had this been a town? Was there just a pile of dead people laying in some field?

“Where has your mind gone to?”

“It’s a town you can’t leave. Is there a pile of them somewhere?”

“No, Little one. There is no pile of them. We bury them like they do outside of this town.”

“How do you know that? You can’t leave town.”

Her mind was on overdrive, trying to figure everything out.

“Calm down. Take a deep breath for Daddy. You’re okay. Such a good girl. Another.”

After several breaths, she waited for Daddy to say something, anything regarding to what she asked.

“None of us werewolves have left the town, you are correct. But we have people who have come from the outside, just like you, who have talked about things.”

Her mouth formed an O shape. That made a lot of sense.

“You’re okay, Little one. I know it’s a lot to take in, but I’m going to be here every step of the way. I’m not leaving you,” he gently said. “Your life is going to be filled with so much joy, spankings, and love.”

“No spankings.”

“If you’re naughty and break rules there will be spankings”

“I’m a good girl.”

“I believe you, but even good girls can be naughty sometimes.”

Her mouth clamped shut. When she was on her own, she hadn’t done anything that would deem her as naughty. She stuck to the rules and was on time for everything and anything. She needed to set a good example and make sure she had a good image so people would pick her to dance.

“Now, you can think about when you want to be marked. I’m not going to force that on you.”

Part of her thought he was going to. He was forcing her to stay here. She thought he was going to force her to do a lot of things but he was proving her wrong. She knew he wasn’t actually the reason she was forced here. Apparently the town was magic and no one could leave, it wasn’t Daddy’s fault.

But it was easier to blame him right now than the town. Which wasn’t fair to Daddy. He had made her comfortable, healed her, fed her, and made her happy. What had she done? Been rude.

“You aren’t?” She sounded skeptical.

“No, Little one. When you are ready, you let me know.”

When she was ready. Would she ever be ready? She didn’t know. Everything was up in the air, everything in her life. Would she ever be able to do ballet again? Would she ever be able to walk by herself again? Was Daddy always going to have to be around her?

But the more she thought about it, the more she realized she probably would. Maybe they did have ballet shoes in the shop. Maybe she would have everything she needed in the town.

Daddy kissed her forehead as they walked into the house. He had been nothing but kind to her.

Maybe she should take the leap of faith and let him mark her. The Littles she met today had all been happy with who they were with. Maybe that was her sign that it was going to be okay and Daddy was going to take care of her.

“Such a good girl,” Daddy whispered as he sat her down on the ground.

She held onto his hand, not ready to let him go.

“Are you okay, Little one?”

“I want you to mark me.”