Chapter 0031
Artemisia
The coziness of the bed he just cuddled me in, doesn’t help at him staring at me in disbelief.
“I’m sorry, what?”
I chose the rip–it–off–in–one–go kind of way, and am now doubting my strategy as I actually have to go on.
I bite my upper lip nervously as I move my feet under the blankets. “My wolf isn’t responding to me anymore. She abandoned me.”
“Why?” He stares at me as he sits with his elbows leaned on his knees. “Why would a wolf do that? Is it because of us? Because of me? Because I tore you away from your family, your pack?”
“No, no! It’s not that! And surely not your fault.” I shake my head, and he continues to stare at me agape.
As he realizes that I’m not talking any further, he gesticulates with his hands. “What is it then?”
“You have to remain calm,” I say, lowering my head.
“I am calm,” he snarls, making me tilt my head.
“No, you are not.” I pinch my sheets as he takes a deep breath.
“Okay. I’ll remain calm.”
Lifting my head to see him clench his teeth forcefully as he bobs his leg.
But I can’t stop now.
He deserves to know.
Cassy utters one last whimper before I open my mouth, and his expression falls.
It morphs into an expression I have never seen on his face.
“She left me as Rick… Alpha Saviano rejected me,” I breathe out, my heart beating into my throat as I try to read his traits.
“Come again?” He finally asks, making me swallow a sob.
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“As Alpha Saviano rejected me, we were a couple. Our parents and our packs were already waiting for us to return back home from university as mates. So, Cassy started to feel like… You know… She thought she would be Luna. And as he rejected us, he stripped everything from us at that moment. He broke my heart and shattered her stupid power–lusting dream. And then, as I was already sad and broken, she started accusing me of being the reason for him not wanting me. She told me about how I was too weak, how I wasn’t exciting of attractive enough for him to keep me as
a mate.
I take a deep breath, as a wave of sadness of my memories crashes over me.
Distorting my face, I fight hard to keep myself from crying as I don’t want him to think that I’m still stuck emotionally with the prick. Just as I feel like I’m losing the fight, I suddenly feel a wave of warmth and comfort wash through me. Even before I notice the sparks on my skin, I see that Fynn has scooted to the edge of his seat, laying his hand on my arm.
He doesn’t really look like he wants to give any solace, but he does, and here I am, My stupid mate–bond heart filling itself with joy.
Wiping my eyes with my free hand, I find the strength to carry on. “First, I thought… You know… That she was hurt, and was just in pain. So, I kind of let her insult me thinking it would stop. But it never stopped. It got worse, and one day, like three months after the rejection, she told me that I was boring and that she would reject me too if she could. So, she stopped talking to me. I never shifted or had her participating in my life ever again if not for her disparaging comments.”
I take a deep breath, as he is still caressing me, his arm lying on my bed. “You are fucking with me, right?”
Shaking my head while my stomach churns at his question and his creepy grin, I try to keep my cool.
As he inhales deeply, throwing his hands over his head, I retreat my hand with a gulp. “Fynn?”