Chapter 443: Unpunctual
DACE
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Those emotions aren’t ant for you, Dace
A sharp pain shoots through my jaw and I think it’s cracked, a splatter of blood cos off and spreads across the already blood-stained floor.
"Fuck, Alpha!" Singe yelled coming towards
but I punched him square in the face and he stumbled backwards.
"This is the Ring, idiot" I snapped, fixing my jaw back with a groan. A snap followed.
Singe rose to his feet, splitting a mouthful of blood. "You’re lost in your head again, and you will keep getting beat up by
when I know it should be the opposite’’ he rasps.
"Well maybe I need the pain, now hit
with your best shot" I went on a fighting stance and circled him which he did too. I need to feel sothing harsh and unpleasant to get
to stop thinking about what she said. Each ti I heard the words I felt like flipping to the darkest corner of my brain. I have no idea why it bothers , it just does. And I can’t be a sucker for it. It will numb my ego.
"Is this about Emma?"
My teeth clenched and I suddenly rembered the look in her eyes when she told
those words, the hate, the anger. Why does it anger
more than I think? I am ant to drown in her hatred for
because that is only what gives
greater joy. I don’t know how to be soft around her or how to care... it just doesn’t work for
or anything else. I only know to be hard and cruel, nothing else fits in that category, and yet she dares to make
doubt myself.
Fuck! I am thinking about it again!
"It’s always about her and it’s frustrating!" I ca at him and he dodged my punches before I let up running my hand through my hair. This is not helping at all, I feel distraught.
Singe sighed. "What bothers you exactly?"
"I fucking hate it when she smiles at you and cuddle a damn cat like a fucking baby!" I blurted, getting more angry with myself for saying those words out loud. I can’t believe I am angry at Singe for sothing like that when it’s not his fault or fucking getting riffled at a damn cat. That fucking cat!
"Wait a cat?" he blinked, getting more confused by my whiplash.
I growled undoing the bandages around my hands.
"It sounds like you’re jealous of a cat and ?"
I shot him a death glare and he raised his hand in surrender. "I’m not jealous, it’s just things that tick
off"
"It’s always the ones who say they aren’t"
I am considering breaking his neck if he opens that damn mouth again.
"She’s a vampire and a gift... letting the vampires have their peace while it lasts, nothing else" sounds like I am trying to convince myself more than him.
"If you say so?" he shrugged, ending it and he should count himself lucky for doing that.
"Alpha!"
I turned as one of my n ca towards the Ring. "Miss Emilia is here"
"Send her in" I nudged my head. It took a few seconds before boots echoed on the floor and my sister ca into view.
"I really wish you did not let
et you here, I hate this place" her eyes scanning the area.
I rest my hand against the ring rope. I narrowed my eyes carefully scrutinizing her... she looks... less grim than usual. "Do I need to rip so guy’s head for touching you?" I ask.
She gasped at my outburst and she scowled deeply. "Whatever is going on in sex life has nothing to do with you!"
"Singe, is there any random man coming to her suite?"
"I haven’t seen any,"
"I see... so you decided to take your romance outside the mansion then?" I smirk before clicking my tongue. "It seems we will go on a hunt after all"
"What is your problem, Dace!"
My smile instantly vanishes. "Just making sure so random dude doesn’t break your heart before you et your Male"
"Since when do you ever care for ?" she folded her arms.
"I’m leaving for Costa Rica in a few days, I need to check on our family business"
"Y-You want
to go with you?"
"No. I want to leave you in charge of the pack here with Singe to assist you"
A look of shock crossed her features.
"I thought I was going with you, Alpha?" Singe sounded puzzled.
"Change of plans" I replied, still keeping my eyes on Emilia. There’s a reason Singe has to stay back. I have a strong feeling that Emma’s brother still roams my mansion, right under my nose. I don’t know how he does it and it ticks
off there’s a ghost in my damn house.
Emilia might have sothing to do with it but I can’t be sure, all I knew is I needed Singe as my inside man while I was away.
"Be on your best behavior... little sis"
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It wasn’t just about taking the flight to Costa Rica, it was about many things and supervising the business, and the pile of unread docunts were included. It’s not easy managing a pack as well as a company, many things to scale through and handle. But I have a bigger goal in mind. The Pride Council. There is sothing fishy going on and I need to find out what. Who ordered the death of Diana and why her caregiver mysteriously disappeared.
That is why Diana will be going with us but I will make sure to keep it as discreet as possible. In the anwhile, I found myself in my guest room, where Emma strongly decided to sleep instead of my bed. She’s honoring this... no sexual interactions to the bone. I have no intention of touching her either... unless she lets .
I stood at the door she left ajar and I observed her small fra hurled up on the couch, the table light on, a book on her lap. And her cat is sleeping where her legs rest. I eyed the cat before shifting my gaze to her.
She looks peacefully asleep, but definitely not comfortable where she is.
I took silent strides to her and carried her in my arms, she stirred but didn’t wake, instead nestling more into my body heat. I finally noticed how cold her body was, but thanks to my warmth her skin wasn’t as cold as it was.
I walked to the bed and dropped her lightly against it, flinging the covers on her fra ignorant if it covered her well or not.
"Dace"
I stilled at the whisper of my na and I turned to face her. She remained asleep. Was she dreaming about ? I doubt it... if she hates
as much as she said she does then I guess I was probably haunting her dreams too. At least she thinks of .
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It’s 8 in the morning and I am already getting frustrated. I hate it when there is no punctuality and Emma is the very definition of it. She has kept
waiting for two goddamn hours, getting in the way of my already laid out plans.
What the fuck is her problem?
At cue, she ca out through the front door and my breathing stopped. Emma ca to
like the alluring brat she is... without even trying. She wore a short burgundy dress with sleeves, along with mini heels. Her dark strawberry-blond hair let out to fall over her shoulders in straight curls. I marveled at the sight of her from head to toe completely forgetting why I was angry in the first place, but it was not until I set my eyes on the cat in her arms.
"He’s not going"
"Good morning to you too. And he’s going with "
She walked to the car door but I shut it before she could even have the chance to get in. "I said no"
She huffed and the damn cat owed, it’s just as irritating as his voice.
"I’m taking Tiger whether you like it or not"
"Don’t get
angry, Emma. The cat stays and that’s final or else I will throw him off the plane!"
Her cheeks burn with red like her head will explode, she’s not backing down in this and neither am I.
"ow?"
I snapped my gaze to the cat who fucking smirks at , now I just want to strangle it.
"Singe!" I called and Singe ca forward. "Take the cat"
"No!" Emma protested giving Singe puppy dog eyes. I can’t believe my best warrior is considering if he should follow my orders or not because of her countenance.
I inhaled nattily and grabbed the cat when she was distracted and flung it at Singe which he caught.
"No no!" she yelped and I held her by the waist to keep her steady.
"Give
my cat!" she shouts and her constant moving was getting my dick hard.
Holding her firm on the neck from behind, I nib the top of her ear with my teeth and she stilled, raspy breath escaping her but a chill followed, giving
satisfaction.
"You just earned yourself a very... very bad discipline"
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