บททั้งหมดของ Fated but Hated: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

My eyes could not leave Seren. Once again she was at her most vulnerable, but I did not know why. I could sense her frailty through the matebond, and I needed to help her. I did not like seeing her like this. Last night had been hard enough, but this? This was a different kind of pain... pain I could not explain. But, as my eyes drifted over the she-wolf in front of me, I could not tear them away from her. But, I knew I needed to, because she was naked. Also, because she now knew of my presence in the room, but instead for a moment, it felt like time had stood still. The two of us frozen in time, simply looking at one another. That connection of the matebond fizzling at it's highest... Until Seren simply shrieked.“Get out!”I felt my whole body tense at her words, but instead of doing as she had asked, I moved toward her, offering her my hand. I did not want to get out. I did not want to leave her. I wanted to help her. I needed to help her. The matebond p

I had spent the last few days ducking and diving, trying my upmost hardest to avoid everyone that I could while trying to come to a final decision on what it was I wanted to do. I knew my Mum and brother would never agree to the travelling plans, but with Marcus backing me, they would have little come back.However, the words from Lachlan had hung heavy in my mind. I knew he did not want me, and while it hurt, he seemed to be protecting me. From what, I had no clue, and he seemed no closer to telling me… But his arrogance infuriated me. Seeming to know no bounds. He deemed his beliefs as the correct ones, and that had decided that he knew best, and that I should bow down to his orders, whether I liked it or not. And, he was not willing to listen to anything to argue with that, not that I had even had an oportunity to argue it, because he seemingly was choosing to avoid me at all cost now.I had tried multiple times to speak to him. Both via min

I could see the awkward glances between the two of them. Seren looked to Marcus with urgency, as he smiled so full of care and affection. He looked at this girl like a sister, the way we had been brought up to. He wanted to protect her the way we had been taught to. Yet here he was seeming to be willing to allow her to leave our pack without a second thought? It was wrong. Wrong on so many levels, and I was not about to let it happen.I could feel my hands trembling in irritation, but I was biting my lip to cause myself some pain, the matallic taste of my own blood filling my mouth. Anything to distract myself from lashing out… snapping… saying something I could not take back. Something that would raise suspicion from Marcus. I simply could not risk that. I swallowed heavily, simply waiting to see what their next move may be.‘She should not be allowed to leave this pack.’ Tyr whimpered. For once my wolf and I appeared to be

I couldn’t take my eyes away from my hands, other than the occasional swift glance toward the battered boots upon my feet. Anything but meet the intense glare of my Alpha… my best friend sitting opposite me. He wanted answers. Answers that I knew I was expected to give. Or they would become answers I was forced to give. Answers I did not want to share.My insides tightened at the thought as I swallowed heavily. Tyr grumbled within my mind, which in truth, was the last thing that I needed right now. He had a tendency to pop up when I needed him the least. Saying things to rile me. ‘Maybe it is time to tell the truth.’ He said calmly.Well, I am glad one of us is calm, as right about now it felt like my heart wanted to beat right out of my chest and bounce on down the damn corridor. ‘No shit, smart ass. I don’t really have a choice do I?’ I snapped back, still avoiding the watchful eyes of Marcus. Damn was he m

My head was still feeling like it was spinning, though I was unsure if that was from irritation or confusion. But what I was sure of was I did not want Marcus near me. His words angered me. More than I expected them to. I snatched my arm away from Marcus and stalked across to the window to look out of it, desperately needing to calm myself down.No matter how I tried to look at this, none of it made sense. I don’t need anything clearing up. I most certainly do not need to sit and discuss something I have spent the past years trying so desperately to block out. Something that had caused me too much pain. And something that I had seen slowly destroy my Mum. It was easier to block it out than sit and talk about it. Everytime even the slightest memory returns anger floods my body.Marcus had clearly chosen he had not said enough, and had chosen to follow me to the window. He was soon by my side, looking at me in that horrendous sympathetic way that I hate. One that told me he didn't really