“During the final phase of our marriage, I endeavoured to conceive, exerting every effort to provide him with a child, yet it was insufficient,” she articulates through clenched teeth, suppressing tears that yearn to cascade down her cheeks. “I was insufficient… Thus, Christian assumed control.”
She abruptly becomes silent, clenching her hands at her sides. Inhaling deeply, I focus on the barriers I constructed, allowing her ideas and memories to permeate my consciousness.
The vision of a man and woman reclining on a bed together flashes in my mind, and I observe with revulsion as they engage in intimacy.
“Provide. Me. A. Puppy,” he gasps between thrusts, the woman groaning more intensely as she reaches climax. “I shall designate you as my Luna,” he murmurs.
Jimmy growls at the recollection as I comprehend that Ricky’s partner had betrayed her with another woman. I swiftly ascend behind her, drawing her onto my lap to wipe the tears that had finally cascaded down her cheeks in an attempt to console her.
She rests her head on my chest, unwilling to meet my gaze, possibly due to the embarrassment of revealing her vulnerability.
“He betrayed me,” she murmurs, stifling a sob. “He betrayed me… with my sister.” My entire pack was aware… They did not mention it to me. They deceived me!She shrieks, striking her hand into my b****t. “They deceived me!” They were expected to safeguard their Luna, however they deceived me! They deceived. Wolves deceive!She weeps, concealing her face in my b****t. “All of them are deceitful,” she whimpers.
Her hesitance to permit my entry into her life is now unmistakably evident. She was injured by a wolf who previously designated her as his mate, and in her perception, I would be indistinguishable.
I embrace her, desiring to shield her from all deceit and suffering.
“My sister usurped my position in the pack,” she exhales after concluding her weeping, dabbing at her tears. “I was divested of my title, and she was anointed the new Luna.”
The harrowing memories invade my thoughts, my wolf boiling with fury as we observe this purported Aldo not only spurn our mate but also assert claim over her sister in her presence.
My veins surge with rage as Jimmy and I struggle to understand how a wolf could inflict harm upon its mate. How could anyone ever desire to relinquish HER? How can one possibly exchange a diamond for a mere stone?
“I lacked sufficient time to reflect on the events,” she chuckles weakly, yet I perceive no amusement in her gaze. My infant required my assistance. I had to recover the most vital fragments of my heart and hope that would suffice. I have fiercely safeguarded each item and entrusted them all to Bray. I possess no surplus, nor do I have anything remaining to offer to others. I have not felt complete for years, and I accept it. I have come to accept being somewhat damaged and wounded, yet significantly more resilient.
She straightens her posture, suppressing her feelings and once more concealing herself behind her facade. However, it is too late. I have observed all that exists.
Ricky’s eyes are obscured by anguish and rage, yet beneath it all lies the joy and laughter she once personified. The joyful woman remains within her, albeit quite protective and apprehensive about allowing anyone to enter her life. However, I possess patience. I would penetrate her defences sufficiently to allow the light to emerge once more. She would restore her completeness, and I would be present to witness her illuminate the space once again.
“Regardless,” she shrugs, attempting to dismiss the unexpected timidity enveloping her. “It is likely most prudent for us to part ways and disregard our perceived destiny,” she states with a strained smile. “We can separate amicably, and you may simply visit Ko-”
I elevate her chin, her breath catching at the sight of the soft smile on my lips. In a trance-like state, she gently rests her fingers on my lips, softly parting them.
She abruptly leans in, lightly kissing me on the lips several times, causing my muscles to tense in surprise at her initiating the contact. Jimmy has become unexpectedly silent, offering no feedback to assist me. She cradles my cheek with one hand and encircles my neck with the other, drawing me nearer as she intensifies the kiss.
“Return my kiss,” she whispers.
I slightly part my lips, permitting her to insert her tongue briefly for a taste. She inhales sharply as I encircle her waist with my arms, my tongue awkwardly probing her mouth. A soft murmur escapes her lips, igniting an intense desire within me for her and the extraordinary sensations she evokes.
She positions herself on my lap, straddling me with her thighs and resting the majority of her weight on me. I gradually reclined onto my back, our lips still joined as she descended with me. I elevate her body slightly so that she perches on my abdomen, her right hand locating mine and intertwining our fingers. Her lips are alluring, captivating me with their saccharine flavour as she nibbles and teases.
