A/n: NOT EDITED.

1. Who is Wyatt? He is a Fae that Wolf was telling Chelsea about in Unconditional.

2. Why do I have Wolf POV's in the story, they don't do anything for the plot?I'm not sure what story you're reading but seriously? Wolf is the one that had the ring, he is the one that just told Logan that no Colt can be heard. He is the one that had the conversation with Wyatt... he is also the one that has to tell Chelsea how the ring works...

3. Does Kieran remember his family? Is he pretending?No, he doesn't remember anything, but he is getting flashbacks now. I know it's hard with so many POV to remember what was said about him but he doesn't remember anything, one person that he escaped with is the one that remembered what he couldn't. They went to his parents and then all of them went on the run together.

4. The Elders can't read the Colts' mind, does that mean they couldn't read Rian and George?I can remember someone asking why the Elders hung around the Gavino's so much, Jay wasn't Alpha so the Elders could read the minds of George, but they couldn't read Rian, Jay or their children. I can't give much away here but this will be touched upon again.

5. Why are the children more adult like that the actual adults? Someone answered this correctly, it's all about experience, sometimes you don't get to be a kid when you're a kid. You're dealing with things that are so far above you that you make yourself handle the problem, you grow up and mature so that you can survive. For examle someone was saying that Oakley is thirteen and she is just tooooo much, Do you guys remember how she explained knowing her mother died. Thinking the gunshot was thunder, then realizing that it wasn't, then knowing things changed. At three she wasn't aware, but as she aged she became that way. It's tough just losing a parent, but to hear it and then listen to it repeatedly until you play it and don't flinch like her, she had to mature.

6. When am I going to have more Pat POV? It'll be a while, the way I have things already planned I want some time to go by and just concentrating on what Logan/Wolf will be doing on the outside, while those on the Island prepare... plan... grow... heal... whatever has to be done.

7. Isn't Kieran lonely? Doesn't he want to be hugged?Yes, but you know sometimes it's not a one size fits all sorta thing... I'm not a parent or counselor but I know that things my parents did with my sister, don't work on me. I've heard my parents and even my friends parents saying 'I have three kids and they are nothing alike...' something like that... His parents raised Connor, Dominic and Tera, they tried holding onto that little boy they lost, but not even they know what Kieran endured. They know he was hurt, the scars on the outside are obvious but you can't see scars on the inside.

8. Why do I write such sad stories?uhm... I guess I write the stories I do because I want people to read my stories and see apart of themselves in my characters. Feeling alone... or Not having someone there for you... or having your own Logan or Ben. Or your own Gabriel... or feeling like Oakley had, wanting someone that would just listen to you and make you not feel like such an outcast. Yes there's Fantasy/Werewolves etc, but on a real note I want them relateable.

9. The details in this story is amazing... THANK YOU!! I want people to be able to read this and see it in their minds.

10. Is Audrey dead?Yeah she is dead now.

11. Why can't Wolf just see how bad Rian was? She killed his mate? He see's it as he left her in the first place, he didn't protect her.

12. Were you watching Doctor Who when you wrote about the Library? is it like the Tardis? haha, no actually I wasn't.

13. and... Last but not least, why are Chelsea and Gabriel putting so much on Logan? giving him the floppy disks? Philip and everything else?Chelsea sorta explained, Phlip said he got the informtaion from the main computer belonging to Elder Caelum... they don't want to open it on the island because they don't know if they do that it won't somehow give the Elders a signal to where they are.



Enjoy :)



Chapter 41 – Elder Caelum POV

Nothing. We were getting nothing, we had given Robert Delaney to the Chelsea and Gabriel on a silver platter.



We could see what he saw and so far that was nothing.



“Maybe this means that they are truly dead,” Elder Thierry commented resting back watching as Robert woke and scanned his surroundings. Logan hadn’t so much as Robert one question.



“They aren’t dead, but we can’t infiltrate Logan’s mind,” he was apiece of the puzzle that I would rather we took out sooner but he was well placed, we had to tread carefully.



“At the moment Logan is unattainable” – “Chelsea and Gabriel were untouchable once,” Thierry answered, “They may not be dead but in hiding is a better place for them to remain, we could do the same with Logan… push until we have him off the scene.” Nodding, I thought of where they could all be, we had scour high and low and had yet to uncover the sanctuary of Chelsea, Gabriel, Liam, Kieran and many others. Keeping track on family members of those that vanished, waiting to see if they would make contact. It was simply impossible; no one would just fall off the face of the earth, leaving no trail. Technology was on our side… we were everywhere, on each continent, and soon we would have total control.

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Kieran POV

I went back to the room Chelsea and Gabriel assigned me, and again Oakley’s scent was there and I liked it, there was nothing like it on the mountain. Now she’s going to avoid you, Nyx said stilling my movement. Why would she avoid me? I thought my whole self stilling while my heart beat wildly in my chest, I didn’t understand why I would even have that thought… of course she would avoid me now, that’s what I wanted. That was what was safe for Oakley. My reaction to her staying away was what I didn’t understand. You’re forcing her – no I’m not, I shook my head defiantly, I was keeping her safe.



You aren’t letting her decide what is good for her, Nyx thought but I just sighed, trying to see if he was right because that’s not what I wanted to do. I didn’t want to be like the doctors, I didn’t’ want to make her do what she didn’t want to do.



I never wanted to do that again. I couldn’t remember anything from my life before I was taken, I didn’t even remember I was taken, so most of all my good memories were on this island. I closed my eyes, thinking of the trees, the sun, and the heat on my fur, all the things that calmed me, the warm air right before the sun sets and the coolness in my cave. Without prompt, I held my breath as Oakley’s voice popped into my head, her green eyes, her laugh, long brownish hair, her nose and her scent still fresh in my room. I exhaled, my stomach grumbling in protest… I hadn’t been here very long, Chelsea said I could help myself to food but I didn’t want to make her angry.



This wasn’t a trap… right Nyx? I asked him, Oakley didn’t say Chelsea was the type to play those types of tricks, always making it so that I never won, that I always messed up in the end. ‘You can go anywhere you want in the house, the only rooms off limits are the ones on the third floor, as well as Gabriel and my offices’,’ the Luna said. Standing, I left the room, slowly making my way downstairs to the kitchen, “Kieran!” Chelsea called me with a smile; nodding back I went to her. The dining table in the kitchen was filled with people; the only ones I knew were Ben, Oakley, Julia, Grant and Walter. On either side of Walter were two little children, and he was staring lovingly at a woman that wasn’t Lynn.



He had told everyone that she wasn’t his mate, but they wanted him with Lynn... she wasn’t very nice to me either, in fact she wasn’t that nice to anyone but everyone said that she was mean because Walter didn’t accept her. He looked so different now, his face wasn’t sad, his eyes were bright and happy as he looked at the girl. Glancing away from them I focused on the Luna, “Would you like to join us,” she offered and my eyes widened. My eyes drifted off to Oakley but she looked different, and she wouldn’t look at me and there was some guy talking to her.



Slowly I nodded, and the Luna smiled at me, she didn’t look like Oakley though, her smile was the best and made me feel different, happier. “Well let me introduce everyone to you,” the Luna spoke, “Well this is my daughter Ava,” she said with a bright smile again.



“This is Nona, Nonno, Jack and his mate McKenna, Casey is next to Ava, James is next to Oakley, his daughter Sophie is right next to him,” I nodded in understanding. “This is Nora, she is Walters mate, and those are their two kids, Cole and Tia,” Walter didn’t take his eyes off his Nora, but she glanced in my direction sending me a shy smile.



Moving over to the side of me she started again, “This is Violet and Lukas, they are mates,” she pointed to a man with light hair and the woman, her hair nearly black but bright hazel eyes. “Finally, these two over here, are Jamie and Giovanni, they are mates,” I nodded slowly. Mate only hurt each other I thought before wondering if Jamie and Giovanni were really mates or if she forced them together.



My face burned at the thought, especially when I realized how stupid I was being, she could hear me, would I get in trouble? I clenched my hand at my side tightly; I was bound to make mess up. “Do you want to make yourself a plate?” the Luna asked facing me fully now, her face relaxed with not even a trace of anger directed at me. I blinked unsure, “Hey couldn’t anyone call me down?” someone new said behind me, I turned swiftly in his direction, “Oh sorry, you must be Kieran,” the man said, staying a good distance from me but unconsciously I felt myself take a step back but when I did I felt myself hit someone behind. I spun around startled, my chest was beating erratically, louder and louder drowning out all other sounds, blinking I could see the Luna using her lips but my hands went up to my face, palms out, “I’m sorry – I’m sorry – I’m sorry,” I mumbled rocking, “I didn’t mean too, I’m sorry – I’ll be good.” I didn’t dare shout my apologies, loud voices only made things worse.



Crying only made the bad things go on longer. I wanted to leave my skin, escape and run. No one is going to hurt you Kieran, the Luna won’t hurt you, the words repeated in my head but even they sounded foggy.



I snapped my mouth shut when I remembered that begging brought the worst results.



Then something I could have never expected to happen did; through blurred vision Chelsea took a step back, then another, then another.



“No one is going to hurt you, Kieran.” Lie.



“Do you know why I’m doing this?” my stomach flipped, he was in the room now.



Kieran they aren’t here!



“You’re safe.” Lie.



“Hands against the wall,” he shouted in in the room now.



Kieran it’s just a memory, no one is going to hurt you, you’re safe, the Luna isn’t lying, Nyx tried to calm me but it felt as though someone was sitting on my chest.



Then to sharpen my mind of my true surroundings, to finally get out from that haze of tingling skin, shaking clammy hands and lightheadedness I heard light singing. I blinked feeling wetness on my cheeks, closing my eyes in defeat, my head hanging in shame I tried to calm my breathing, and just as last time when the song ended I was no longer gasping, I could feel my pulse thundering in my own ears.



I lifted my head just enough to see that there were significantly less people in the room now, Grant, Julia, Ben, Chelsea, Gabriel, the one they called Nonno and Nona were the only ones here. The person closest to me, yet still so far away in my opinion was Oakley, her eyes wet. “You okay?” I nodded in a daze still, “Don’t cry,” I whispered, inhaling. Her scent calming me –



‘Those people weren’t your mate Kieran, that’s not how it’s supposed to be… mates don’t hurt each other…’ Mack had told me. ‘Mate don’t hurt each other Kieran, they care about you, love you unconditionally,’ he was in the cell next to mine, he closed his eyes. My body shuddered, the last bit of my tears drying as I listened to him, ‘when you touch them, you feel good, you find home in their arms, feel safe and cared for, they smell better than anything you’ve ever smelled. Its unique to you, it calms you,’ my eyes widened as I scrambled back and away from Oakley, my dazed look going to one of utter horror – I would never hurt her. I shook my head from side to side when her face scrunched up in confusion.



I don’t want to hurt Oakley she’s kind… She knows that Kieran Nyx coaxed me but his words did nothing for me, she cannot love me! I don’t want her! I’m not good! I – I’m no good! I shouted as I scrambled to my feet, looking away from Oakley, I was too ashamed to look at anyone else, to see them realize just how bad I was.



The Luna would know now, that I was bad; I thought as I raced back to the room she gave me, confused and achy. I entered going to the one chair in the room, facing the bed I rocked back and forth once I sat down.



I couldn’t be Oakley’s mate; she deserved a normal mate, not a screw up like me! She’s normal, she’s going to want to touch me, mates touch each other, I – I don’t – I wouldn’t like that. Kieran, she’s very young… she would never make you do something you didn’t want, Nyx coaxed and his words did the opposite of its purpose. Rage bubbled inside me; you knew she was our mate? That’s why you keep pushing me - “Kieran…” a soft voice called out to me, followed by a knock. Oakley.



Just her voice sent me into a set of involuntary shudders, relaxing my tense posture, easing my racing thoughts, “Can I come in?” she asked, “If you don’t want to see me, my Uncle Grant could come up instead,” she offered, almost pleading with me, a soft sniff following after.



I was already hurting her, making her cry.



See! I can’t be her mate… and yet… I stood stiffly walking to the door, my hand shaking as I reached forward for the doorknob, pulling it open I noted that she wasn’t wearing the same pretty dress anymore, instead she had on a t-shirt and pants that looked like sweat pants but they stopped at her knees. Her foot bare the other still in the walking boot. She seemed surprised that I even opened the door and still hesitant, but so was I.



“You aren’t in trouble…” her voice pained and unsure. The rims of her eyes were red, the green brighter because of it, “Did you used to get in trouble a lot? Get p-punished?” her hands were fidgeting with a folded paper.



I gazed at her, stepping back she came in the door open and sat on my small sofa, I took a spot next to her, facing her still not answering her question.



“You can talk to me Kieran, I promise I’ll still be your friend no matter what,” she said again this time though the words had more strength behind them. Does – she know? I asked Nyx and maybe myself, is that why she wants to be my friend? Because she’s my mate…



No, she doesn’t know… someone answered, a girl voice, the Luna. That left me in a moment of confusion…



Oakley didn’t’ know that I was her mate but she was still here? “I know you think you’re going to hurt me but you haven’t yet, I don’t think you want too and because you don’t want too, you wont. I know you think you deserve to be alone without anyone but I’m not other people. I won’t stop being your friend because of what anyone says, I’ll always be here for you,” her next words made my chest feel so full, like I could explode at any minute, “I promise.”



She moved some hair behind her ear, and I noticed that she did that when she was gathering her thoughts, or she was anxious. “I know you’ve been hurt, and you don’t have to tell me what happened – I mean you don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want too, but if you want to talk I don’t mind listening. Or if you don’t want to talk to me, you can talk to Chelsea or my Uncle Grant…” again she was just offering other peoples time like it was hers to give.



I looked away, my eyes welling again, I did so much bad things, I was so dirty, I didn’t want to get that dirt on Oakley, there was this innocence about her. I couldn’t help the tears that came to my eyes, how could this be the way things were meant to be? How could I be so evil and sullied but be given her?



I wiped at the tears, I didn’t want her to see me crying once again. But that helped me see her fingering a spot on her wrist, not pressuring me to talk just sitting quietly. The slight scar was long, I could see where she probably once had stitches, the scar wasn’t jagged and ugly as all of mine but it was there. My eyes flashed, and anger boiled inside me, “Who did that to you?” I pointed to her wrist, but my eyes were on hers and she looked up, her eyes burning into mine, her lips turned down. My hand was shaking, but her face was so down, “I did it,” she whispered her eyes welling up while I cocked my head to the side in utter confusion.



Listen to her, Nyx murmured, so I did as he said, sitting facing Oakley, she turned to face me, “I did it, I was so sad and I didn’t know why I could hear a voice in my head. My mom never told me that I would be a wolf, and I was so alone. I had Ben, but it just wasn’t – I couldn’t take it anymore. I could hear everything people said about me, I had no one to talk too. I felt so out of place, like I didn’t belong anywhere and that it would be so much better for everyone if I just weren’t around anymore. I didn’t know whom to trust and I felt like I was drowning, like I couldn’t breath,” she cried hunched over wiping at her face, her body shaking.



I didn’t know what to do, what to say, “I hated myself…” she whispered and that made my mind go totally blank, “Why?” I heard myself questioning before I could even register that I asked it.



How could she hate herself? She was perfect… smart, sweet, kind and quirky but pretty. I heard others talking about her, they thought that too.



“Because I reminded my dad of what my mom was and everyone they didn’t see me. They saw who she was, and what she did but I knew the truth, I knew she was murdered, but I couldn’t tell anyone,” she shrugged. “Sometimes… even now… I hate looking in the mirror because I don’t like what I see when I look, it’s not as bad because here, I don’t feel the same.” The tears were rolling down her face as she cried harder, I looked around the room for something she could wipe her face with, until I just gave her one of the shirts Gabriel and Chelsea had given me.



What did I say? I didn’t know what was the right thing to say here, maybe she just wants you to listen, you don’t have to say something – “I’ve never had a friend either,” I blurted out ignoring Nyx. Oakley hiccupped, her body having tiny heaves as she wiped her face with my shirt. “Are you sure the Luna isn’t upset with me?” I whispered asking because I knew someone had to be blamed.



“No she isn’t, she’ll tell you herself when she sees you again, don’t worry. No one is angry with you, you did nothing wrong, you’re good person Kieran,” her eyes wide and honest. I shook my head, I’m not good, I knew that, and when she knew what I was… why don’t you tell her so that she can decide if she wants to leave you alone?



“I’m sorry,” Oakley murmured after I had been silent for a while deciding what to do, I blinked at her. What does she have to be sorry for? “I came to check on you,” she shrugged, “I asked you a question,” I replied when I understood what she meant.



We were just looking at each other, she was closer to me that anyone had ever been and I was still surprisingly calm, “Why don’t you like to be touched?” I swallowed my voice getting stuck in my throat, her look held such promise… but then I looked down to her hand. One was on her thigh, palm up, no scars and her hands looked so soft. I didn’t realize I was staring at them deeply until slowly I saw her hand moving towards me, hanging there, my eyes flew to hers, “Sometimes if you have to talk about something hard having something to hold onto makes it easier…”



My eyes darted back to her hand just hanging there, waiting, not pushing me, just offering comfort and support to me… two things I didn’t know or remember ever getting from touch.

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