Nathan
The wedding aftermath…
I lay on the matrimonial bed with Clarissa snoring gently beside me.
It could have been Lyla. It still felt like a dream that I had come this close to making her mine. I stared blankly at the ceiling as the shadows danced across it in the dim light. The events of the failed wedding kept playing in my mind like a twisted movie, each scene fanning the flames of my anger.
The silk sheets felt suffocating against my skin, and it didn't help that Clarissa was beside me. I had tried my best to get out of sharing a room with her but the elders had insisted, saying it was tradition.
What was worse, Lyla didn't want to hear a word I was saying afterwards. She'd wanted to leave and return to her old life. She didn't try to put up a fight, not even in the slightest bit and that pained me more than anything.
Perhaps, if she had shown some resistance, I'm sure the elders would have come to a different conclusion or may have allowed our will to prevail.
Finally giving up on trying to sleep, I let out a frustrated growl, throwing back the covers as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed. I stalked to French doors, threw them open, and walked into the balcony. The cool night air hit my bare chest, but I barely noticed because my eyes were fixed on the full moon hanging low and heavy in the skies.
Its silvery light cast long shadows across the pack grounds.
I tilted my head, waving one of my hands at it while the other hand gripped the marble railing until my knuckles turned white. "You're pushing me to the wall, aren't you? Always watching, always judging. You're not different from the rest of them, you know."
Then I let out a bitter laugh, "It seems the entire Woodland family was created to make my blood boil. Lyla, Logan, Vanessa and now I'm stuck with my least favourite. Is this you trying to teach me a lesson?"
"You should have listened to me."
A familiar voice filtered into my mind. I stiffened, it had been silent since the Harvest Moon saga, so I was surprised to hear it speaking to me again.
"I don't want to hear it," I muttered under my breath but the voice continued.
"You know what your real problem is, you had the perfect opportunity to claim Lyla for yourself. She could have been yours tonight and every other night. You might have been too tired and sleepy from having a fill of her but you hesitated. You let her slip through your fingers because you refused to listen to me." freeweɓnovel.cѳm
I scoffed, running a hand through my hair before crossing my arms and leaning against the balcony railing. "At least I took your advice about the blood oaths. I have all the Alphas of the South and the West bound to me now."
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