Chapter 21: Getting Rid Of Clara

Alice

Just as soon as I saw the bright sunlight a meter ahead of us, I began to walk slower, limping. Samuel seemed to notice it quickly as his hold on my waist tightened. His eyes laced with worry looked down at me.

“Why are you limping? Are your legs hurt?”

I wanted to prove to Clara that she was wrong about one thing. Let me show her what Samuel’s willing to do for me.

Hissing with the pain I was faking, I slowly nodded.

She was just jealous of how Samuel cherished me because regardless of the fact she was his fated mate, he was treated worse than his Omega.

We walked out of the dungeon, making our way back to the Packhouse while I was restfully carried by Samuel into his arms.

Snaking my arms around his shoulder, I buried my face into his chest, sniffling his manly scent.

“Clara is so ungrateful. I don’t know what she wants. I am being kind and patient given what she’s gone through, but she’s gone too far.”

My left eye opened, and I peeked to see Samuel’s reaction.

“That’s why don