Chapter 15:

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

MIRA

"You changed a little too much," Jeremy teased me. 

"I wonder how you recognised me the moment you set eyes on me." 

I was happy to finally be able to ask him that. It had always been something that got me wondering. How he recognised me was a mystery. Meanwhile, the main person who was supposed to recognise me and have my name ring a bell in his head didn't. 

"How would I not? I had a long crush on you for years, but you would not get it." 

I chuckled. 

I was not sure if he was playing with me right now or if he was serious. I decided not to pay attention to Jeremy. He was probably trying to be naughty. 

"Well," I said as I leaned towards Jeremy. "Are you going to tell Lesley about me now?" 

Jeremy scoffed. 

"Why would I do that?" 

We had been seated in Jeremy's room since after breakfast. Although, I didn't eat breakfast with them because I was too angry with Lesley. I had asked the maids to serve my breakfast in my room, but Mia ended up eating the dish alone. 

While we talked, I was slowly becoming hungry. I tried to control the rumbling in my stomach. I didn't want it to be loud enough for Jeremy to hear. 

"So, tell me, Jeremy. How have you been coping with life after everything? The past five years, I mean." 

"Uhm_" Jeremy stretched as he sat up. 

He suddenly put on a serious face. I  hadn't seen him that seriously ever since we started talking. 

"It never went back to normal. Nothing worked the way it used to be. I felt like something was missing from this pack even though no other person felt it." 

I forced a smile. 

I hoped that Jeremy was not trying to patronise me. I would never change my mind concerning my revenge plans, no matter what he said. I looked up at him. There was something else I was dying to ask Jeremy. It had been lingering in my heart for five good years. 

"Was it true, what your girlfriend said?" I asked him. "Were you only going to use me like your brother did? Or did you truly want to save me back then?" 

Jeremy turned to me. He looked more serious now than ever. His brows were slightly narrowed as he stared into my eyes. He pulled his hands towards mine and grabbed my hands. Jeremy began to squeeze my fingers gently. 

"You should know that everyone is different. She told you that because she is scared that she would lose me to you. I wanted to help you genuinely." 

I saw the sincerity in his eyes as he spoke. Maybe he was saying the truth. I wondered what would have happened if I had waited for him and let him take me to a pack where I would be safe. Maybe I would not have gone through all the stress and heartache I went through. 

"What would have happened if I had waited for you?" I asked Jeremy. 

My stomach rumbled, and he heard. He excused himself and returned with a plate of cookies for me. I felt a little embarrassed. I thanked him for the snack. 

"Maybe I would have been able to avoid the difficult life I had to go through for those years." 

"And maybe you would not have gotten here by now," Jeremy replied. 

He sounded like he thought all my stress was worth it since I pulled through in the end. All the pain I went through was worth it because I succeeded. What if I didn't? 

"What if I didn't survive it?" I asked him. 

Jeremy adjusted. 

It seemed like a tough question for him because he didn't respond immediately. 

"If you let your challenges swallow you, then you lose." 

I narrowed my eyes. 

He moved closer to me. I also felt like the huge gap between us was interrupting the conversation and drawing us apart. 

"Do you think you would be here by now if I had helped you back then? Maybe you will be living in the shadows of my grandmother. You may not have pursued the life you have now." 

I inhaled deeply and leaned back on the couch. I began to stroke my imaginary beards as I thought about it. I had struggled through the forest for months before I met the old lady, who adopted me and began to teach me everything I know.

I learnt the witch practice faster than I should, and I wasn't surprised. I was filled with hatred and bitterness, and that was the push to do extra. 

I was pregnant, yet I did stuff a pregnant woman should not do. After the old lady died, I began to battle with raising my daughter alone.

"Are you okay?" Jeremy snapped his fingers at my face. 

I inhaled deeply as I came back to reality and sighed. 

"Maybe I would have become something else. I was so determined to get to power." 

I knew how desperate I was. The only thing that would have stopped me from reaching power was Jeremy's grandmothers. Maybe if she would have been able to make me forgive Lesley. I wondered if it would have been possible for me to forgive him. 

"I went through hell raising my daughter alone," I told Jeremy. 

I wasn't telling him because I wanted him to feel sorry for me. I told him everything because I wanted him to understand my wrath when the time came. 

"She was all I had then, and even though I was going through hell because I had a daughter to fend for... I never regretted for a second why I had her. She was another reason for me to continue to live." 

I kept talking about the hardship I went through. Jeremy would have expected me to shade tears, but I didn't. I kept a fierce look on because while I spoke... all I saw was my revenge playing out successfully. 

Jeremy tried to cheer me up. He told me about fun things we could do sometimes to get stuff off our heads and forget the bad times. 

He even reminded me that I also had fun time in those five years. He talked about the few times he had fun, and I tried to remember mine, too. They were very few times. 

I got very comfortable with Jeremy, I even found myself smiling and laughing with Jeremy. He began to crack jokes after we were done talking about the fun moments we could remember at that moment. 

Emotions began to stir. 

I noticed that Jeremy was always staring at my lips whenever I spoke. I knew the look on his face. It was not a look that determined that he was paying attention to whatever I had to say. 

It was a look that showed that he wanted something else. I also stared at his lip as he spoke. I wanted to bite his as much as he wanted to bite mine. 

I slowly began to lean towards Jeremy. 

I realised that he would not take the first move if I didn't. He also began to lean towards me gradually. He soon grabbed me by the neck and began to kiss me softly. 

I wrapped my hands around him and began to devour his lip. 

Jeremy dug his tongue deep into my mouth and began to thrust my mouth with his tongue. When he finally pulled out his tongue from my mouth, it was my turn to bury my tongue in his mouth. I dug deep into his mouth while running my hands around his neck. Jeremy's lips were so soft and alluring. 

He bit my lip softly as we continued to suck on each other's lips roughly.