Cynthia Dion:"Hm! Well, some people just have bad luck," he almost zoned out before her words were able to grab his attention again."You turned lucky! I mean--," as she paused, Mr. Holt tilted his face to the back of her head. It seemed like he knew what she was going to talk about: "You were unlucky too, but then you got me," she almost cheered, but as he grunted and cleared his throat, she shut up. It just felt weird. They were talking about me?But Mr. Holt has always shown his disdain for me, so why would he want her to shut up when he agreed that I am a horrible mate for Atticus?"I am sorry! But sometimes I just can’t help but think about how unlucky you had been until you met me," once she mentioned it again, Mr. Holt started getting up. She instantly moved forward and turned around to look at him."I will get you some juice," he smiled at her, and she smiled back, not finding it weird. I was shocked at how she didn’t think too much of it when it was clear that he didn’t like
Cynthia Dion:"AHHHH!" I wailed as I yanked the dagger from my thigh and pursued him. Clutching the dagger, I scanned the darkness; he must have concealed himself.But I didn’t have time to even think twice before looking for ways to save her from his evil plans."Maleeka!" I called out, hoping to locate her and escape the mansion together. Her silence fueled my fear; I couldn't let her fall victim to him. After finding out that her anger towards me was not a mere jealousy thing, I decided to earn her forgiveness by saving her from this disgusting man.Frantically, I overturned objects, searching for her like a madwoman. "You need to come out; I won’t hurt you," I exclaimed loudly, worried she might be hiding or coerced into silence."Maleeka!" I continued to call, desperately hoping she'd reveal herself and come with me. The night had already been chaotic, and now I had no idea where they both were."Maleeka! You're not safe here," I shouted, trying to make my voice reach her. The ma
Cynthia Dion:"Cynthia! What happened? Tell me what were you trying to say?" Atticus looked intrigued, having noticed the change in my expression. I had unraveled the reason behind everything, and now it all made sense."Atticus! I know everything now. OH MY God! I know why Maleeka trusts him so much," I exclaimed. It was all right there from the start, and I couldn’t see it.And it also made sense now. There was no way a mate would tolerate so much of cheating from her mate. There was a big reason behind her constantly taking him back"Tell me, what do you know?" Atticus seemed interested too, and fortunately, he didn't immediately blame me or think my wolf had gone crazy again. even when he found me in the farmhouse, he never questioned me. He just immediately knew I was being framed."Let us go home, and I will tell you everything in detail. Tell me, why did you ask me about my cellphone?" I inquired, redirecting the conversation. He paused for a moment as he gathered his thoughts.
Cynthia Dion:"I'm not finished yet. From now on, you'll be sleeping in your room alone. Cynthia and Mr. Holt are to keep their distance from you," Atticus declared, and she gasped. I noticed Mr. Holt only frown a little as if he was acknowledging everything but was waiting to understand it better."What? You want my partner, the father of my child, to steer clear of me? You think he'd harm his own child?" She spat angrily, disbelief etched across her face. She didn’t even want to believe any evidence against him. If she were to accuse me so bluntly, she should also remember that even in her words, I was the instigator. It was her own mate who performed all those heinous acts upon her."He's done it before, hasn't he?" I interjected, redirecting the focus to me. Her attention shifted, and she pointed accusingly."And who pushed him to do that? You did!" she raised her voice, glaring at me. As If that would give Mr. Holt a pass."How? Do you think seduction justifies a crime?" I counte
Cynthia Dion:"Atticus!" I reached out and took hold of his arm, turning him around. He had tears in his eyes."Hey! Don’t tell me you're crying because you think you shouldn’t be siding with me," I tried to inject some humor, but he freed his arm, sat on the couch, and once again hid his face in his hands."Atticus! You're starting to worry me. Tell me what's going on?" I sat down with him and held his hands to uncover his face."I'm sorry!" He whispered, stealing glances from me. "For the things I did to you. The ---sexual stuff, the humiliation--I'm sorry!" He started crying like a child. Witnessing the Alpha in tears, sobbing while holding my hand, as if pleading for forgiveness, left me in shock.It was a difficult moment. Just thinking about it made me look away for a moment, until I realized I had done worse to his sister."It's okay. You thought I was this disgusting person who had hurt your sister. Your anger was justified," I said, but he shook his head in response."I'm sor
Cynthia Dion:No!" I shook my head. He sighed, but then I added, "He will find me." I finished, and his mood changed again. He was staring at my face with so much tiredness that I could tell he was warning me not to annoy him."And you know what? I don’t even want him to be an Alpha or Beta. They are not fun. I will be happy with a Gamma or an Omega," I continued to tease him. He rolled his eyes and let out a deep sigh."I am very sleepy," he commented."But I am not done yet. I want to talk about my mate and what I want to do when I find him." It was so fun annoying him. He looked very cute with that angry pout on his lips."Cynthia! If you are so keen on talking about your so-called future mate, close your eyes and talk about him all you want in your dreams," he blurted out, closing his eyes tightly.I was smiling while he was just silently lying there, and then he let out a scoff, probably still angry at what he had heard from me."You know, I feel li---," I started talking again b
Cynthia Dion:"Why," she uncovered her face from her hands and locked eyes with me, "Cynthia! Why did you put me through all this? Why did you hypnotize him and make him do all this? Didn’t you like Atticus? And if you did want him, then why did you cheat on him after he married you? I don’t understand, I don’t get it. I don’t know what's the matter with you, but I’m suffering because of your games," she was wailing, and her gaze was breaking my heart."How did you turn out so different from your mother? She was such a nice person; she was such a nice teacher," as she kept murmuring, my body shuddered. Why was she bringing up my mother all of a sudden? How on earth did she know so much about her?"You knew my mother?" I asked because I have never been told much about her. Dad never mentioned her. He would only recall her as an excuse whenever he wanted to beat us up."I knew her. She wasn’t only my teacher but my mentor as well," she finished, and my frown grew bigger. I don’t really
Cynthia Dion:"Maleeka! Listen to me," Atticus broke the hug and cradled her face in his hands. "That man could be lying; even if there's a slight chance that he's lying about the whole hypnotism thing, tell me how you would feel leaving your child with a man who, even for a minute, you know cares nothing about you or your child. Tell me." Atticus was trying to persuade her not to let Mr. Holt control her, but she was madly in love with this man and wasn’t ready to believe anybody else over him for life."I know he is telling the truth. I used to think maybe he was lying, but not anymore," she sounded confident enough, and that baffled my mind. There is no way a woman would forgive or want to believe a man who is this murderous."Maleeka! He can be----," Atticus believed me, so he wasn’t blindly accepting Maleeka's trust in Mr. Holt."Are you going to bring him home or not, Atticus? If he doesn’t come home, then either I will leave with him or I will le---ave you all," the way her voi