5

The drive to the hotel was long and quiet. The only sound that was heard was the passing traffic and the low music from the radio. We didn't speak, or even look at eachother.

My heart was beating outside of my chest and curiosity was running through me. Will it be about him? Did something happen to him? Even after everything he did to me, at this moment I am worried for him.

Looking out the window besides me. I stared at the sky, the stars. I try thinking about something else, anything else but the only thing I can think about is Saint.

Why would Beta James come here? I barely knew him but he was one of the few that knew I was Saints mate. He could only be here if something bad happened. Something bad had to of happened to Saint.

"We're here," his voice interrupted my thoughts and I'm glad it did. "I know it's not a very good hotel. But I'm not staying long. I have to go back to the pack soon." That's understandable he's the beta.

"How did you even know where I was?" I never thought about this until now. It's kinda weird how he found me.

He chuckled, "Moonstone has information on everyone. Eyes everywhere." They've been watching me? "I haven't been watching you, but Saint used to. When you first left. I knew he'd have info on you, so I broke into his office." I breathed in. You should never go into Saints office. He hates it.

"Does he know you're here?" His face showed me the answer before he even spoke. "He doesn't. He doesn't want anything to do with me. Why would you come here?"

He opened the car door and stepped out. Leaning down he looked at me. "Let's go into my room. I need to pack and I'll tell you why I'm here while I pack my stuff." I nodded my head.

The hotel was small, but it wasn't bad. It was about 5 stories tall and the bright sign on top lit it up. Saint would like it. Thanks James, ever since you came here all I can think about is Saint.

James started walking to his room, I trailed slowly behind. Looking around everywhere. A few eyes looked at out direction but it wasn't glares or hateful looks. Just regular people looking.

The room was boring. The walls were white and the bed was neatly made. Clothes were sitting out but not many. A laptop was open showing the coffee shop where I work at. The location was in bold black letters.

"Oh yea I had to look up the address of the coffee shop." He spoke, walking to the computer he gently shut it. "Sorry if that's weird but I really needed to find you."

It's a little weird, but I'm over that. "Can you just tell me why you came? Please." Instead of starting to pack his stuff, he sat on the bed.

"Elizabeth," he paused. I pulled a chair up from the desk and sat in front of him. "You need to come back to New York." What the fuck.

"No way in hell!" I yelled, standing up. I start walking to the door but his next words stopped me.

"He needs you."

I laughed, turning around to look at him. "James, if he needed me. He wouldn't have rejected me. If he needed me he'd be here. Not you." I turn back around. But before I could walk to the door. James grabs my arm. "Let go!"

"Elizabeth, please just listen." His eyes were glassy, like he wanted to cry. I nod my head. "He needs you. He needs his mate but he doesn't realize it. He's breaking without you and I know you're breaking without him. Please come to New York with me. Knock some fucking sense into him!" His voice progressively got louder and the grip on my arm got harder.

I looked at his hand, "can you first let go of my arm?" I smiled lightly.

He opened his hand and dropped it to his side. "Sorry. But Lizzie will you?" I should go. 'I need to help.' My heart said and every other bone agreed with it. Maybe this would also bring my wolf back. Maybe helping Saint would bring her back.

"You know he's just going to push me away again? Like he did last time." Memories of that day popped up, I already know he'll break me again.

"This time you won't run. You won't accept it. You need to fight for him. Y'all need each other." He sounds like Ron and Ron's always right. He always wants what's best.

"I guess I'm going to New York then." Please don't break me again Saint. I'm begging you.