Cynthia Dion: "I talked to him and warned him not to repeat such actions. However, he does have an excuse for being around you," Atticus spoke calmly, taking measured breaths, though he occasionally clenched his jaw."What excuse?" I asked, observing him as he tucked his chin in thought."That he's your mate. Though it doesn't justify his behavior, he claims he can't stop talking to you," Atticus seemed a bit uneasy discussing this issue with me."So maybe if you," he cleared his throat, subtly glancing around and implying that I reject Enzo.I caught his message from his body language."Reject him? Yeah, I've been pondering that as well, but I'm not sure if he'll accept my rejection," I sighed, nodding my head as if contemplating the idea."Don't worry, I'll talk to him and persuade him to reject you myself. He's staying overnight anyway, so I'll have the chance to talk to him," he said, sounding enthusiastic and sporting a wide smile."That would be incredibly helpful," I replied,
Cynthia Dion: "Rosalie!" I heard the guys say it together, but it was my argument. I'm gonna do things my way.I flung the door open, startling them, and stormed into the room. She looked furious, and my arrival only made it worse for her."Is that why you're all here tonight?" I began shouting, fed up with it all. "What's going on?" Atticus frowned at me."I don't want you to bring me more problems, alright?" I blurted out, disregarding his buddies behind him.Rosalie and Enzo kept their eyes fixed on my face."And care to tell me, what've I done this time?" Atticus placed his hands on his hips and gave me a once-over."Just stay out of my business," I grumbled."Why don't you give her a good talking to, to remind her how she used to meddle in everyone's affairs and mess things up?" Rosalie interjected, making my blood boil."You don't need to school him. I'm sure he's old enough to make his own choices," I tilted my head and shouted at Rosalie, surprising her because she probably d
Atticus' POV:Months Ago:"You know the council is discussing it, right?" I informed Enzo as we walked together after school, heading to the basketball court."So what? It's not like it's our problem," Enzo shrugged, displaying no worry."Enzo!" I had to halt, forcing him to meet my gaze, making it clear that I wasn't joking around."We need to talk to the council," I insisted, adamant about preventing Cynthia's arrest."Why should we do that? It's not like she's our true, devoted mate. She's been difficult. She's wrecked your sister's life; do you not recall that?" Enzo had a point – if the council removed her, my sister would finally be free from her schemes and games.But something didn't sit right with me about seeing her punished."But that would be unjust. We can't lower ourselves to her standards," I had to remind Enzo that the rumors circulating about Cynthia being a fey were false."You had another mate, and I know this because that night when you rejected her, I was your dri
Cynthia Dion: After Enzo told me about Natalie, he didn't stick around and went outside to bid farewell to Atticus. I found myself puzzled by a few things. It was really strange that these two were implying they were the ones who assisted me in this situation. But as far as I can remember, Mr. Holt told me he was the one trying to hold off the council. I headed to my room and sat on the bed, feeling utterly confused. "Does that mean the council isn't coming for me?" I asked myself, shocked. "No! They were never coming for you," Atticus reassured me, standing outside my room, his eyes reflecting concern. "But Mr. Holt told me he was looking after them," I admitted without holding back any information. Just mentioning his name made Atticus take a deep breath and discreetly roll his eyes. I knew he didn't appreciate me talking about that man. "Well, are we really surprised that he lied?" he shrugged. "You handled this situation for me, even when you thought I was--" I didn't finish
Cynthia Dion: I was taken aback to hear him accept me, especially considering I was already married to my second mate."But I'm married to my sec--" Before I could finish, he interrupted, sitting upright and gently brushing my hair from my neck."Your marks!" He frowned in confusion. "They're gone." He didn't realize that I didn't have a wolf, so the scars had disappeared.I wasn't sure if I wanted to concern him with this now, especially after he had just accepted me, as it had rekindled my long-dormant desires.He leaned in close to my face and murmured, "Maybe because your wolf desires me, it didn’t want the mark of your second mate on my mark."Although my whole body trembled, I didn’t stop him because I desired him so badly.When he saw that I wasn’t preventing him, he put his hand on my thigh and softly massaged the inside of it while reaching out to kiss me.I put my hand on the bulge of his shorts and gasped, but I didn’t have time to close my mouth before Atticus pushed his
Cynthia Dion: "Cynthia, you believe me, right?" he asked, but there was something in his tone that left me puzzled."You received a call when you were in the bathroom. Who was it?" I ended up asking because I had heard him speaking to someone briefly on the call."That--" he sneakily scratched his neck and searched for an excuse, "it was my friend who is decoding the password for the folder," he replied, causing my heart to start racing."What did he say?" I asked, gazing into his eyes."Nothing specific. He just wanted to meet up," he whispered as he talked about it."Well, I'll keep you posted on what I find out. As for Mr. Holt--" he couldn't finish his sentence because I had something to say to him."I don't want to be with him, and you should have told me to leave him," I said. Despite my youth, I had no desire to be with that guy. By this point, he had assaulted me multiple times, and I needed a savior."Of course, I want you to divorce him, but there are some things that need
Cynthia Dion: "Who is it?" I asked, my eyes filled with horror. Had someone snuck into my room and overheard me and Atticus being intimate?"Who is it?" I refrained from speaking louder, fearing that someone outside my room might overhear me. There was a long period of silence until I heard the voice again, sending shivers down my spine this time.‘Why are you searching everywhere when I'm right inside of you?’"Wha--," "You are my w---wolf?" I hugged myself as I retreated into the corner. She had no idea how long I had been waiting for her to appear, so I sought confirmation and said, "Please, tell me," as I waited for her response.There were moments when I started to believe that she would never return, but now she was back."Thia?" I inquired once more."At least she's not dead." This thought halted my tears. I held onto the hope that Atticus would eventually decide to help me divorce Mr. Holt after realizing he couldn't live without me either.The pain from my wolf awakening and
Cynthia Dion: I explained to Atticus what I would do and then returned to my room to stay away from him for the time being.I used to be scared that I didn't possess a wolf, but now that I do, I'm eager to win my mate's affection so I can escape Mr. Holt's confinement.I pretended not to worry about Mr. Holt's past behavior when he came into the room to speak with me."I was so happy to see you acting silly and playful with me at breakfast today," he remarked, taking a seat and gently holding my hand. I wanted to cringe at his touch but forced myself not to, hoping he wouldn't treat me poorly.I rolled my eyes and awkwardly chuckled, "I've come to realize how much you do for me and my family, and all I do is upset you and complain." Even if I have to pretend to fall in love with him, I'll do it. I'll do anything to escape from him.I heard a nervous gulp in his throat, and my body quivered slightly as he replied, "At least you see it now."He then moved my hair off my shoulder while