Helanie:
"Sorry, what did you say?" She had a fake smile on her face, but her words sounded like a final warning to Kaye.
He probably had a minute to take his words back and not interrupt when she was talking to . Like I said, her whole vibe was off most of the ti.
"I said—Helanie has fought monsters before," Kaye repeated himself, his shoulders broad with pride as he praised for my strength. "And Helanie’s wolf is unlike anything we’ve ever seen. So let’s just say, it’s not that she fought a weak beast and won. She showed her wolf, which people are still talking about for a reason."
I watched her not lose her smile even once. It must have been so hard for her to hear Kaye complint . But I was surprised to see her expression stay the sa as before.
"Alright," she replied, "but fighting monsters on land or even the flying ones is easy." She shrugged. "You see, this is your territory. You’ll always win."
She made scrunch my nose because I had no idea what she ant.
"How is fighting a flying monster easy?" I asked, thinking of dragons and other creatures that could fly.
"Because to kill you, they have to co down to your land. Once again, that’s your territory," she said while pouring herself a glass of wine. She looked stiff but calm and composed.
"Have you ever fought a sea monster, Helanie?" She then brought the glass to her lips but asked that question in a very gentle and soothing voice just before taking a sip.
"Not that I can recall," I muttered.
"Hmm, that’s because you haven’t. You see, when a dragon gets tired, he cos back to land. But a sea monster? You have to go into the sea for your mission. You have to pass through their territory, and even to kill them or protect yourself, you have to enter where they live. Sea monsters are the real threat, Helanie. The day you can kill one, co and get praise from . Until then—"
She drank the whole glass and set it aside, then walked over to Kaye and grabbed his hand.
"I’ll be busy with my mate."
With that, she pulled him after her. I noticed Kaye always went stiff around her.
"At least he talked a little today. Before this, he used to go completely quiet around her," Cora said.
"Well, after tonight, he’ll behave again. She seems like the type who’ll fight and argue in private and act like everything’s fine in public so no one gets a chance to suspect what her relationship is really like," I comnted, feeling very uncomfortable.
"Bitch with her sea monsters. Write this down, Helanie—whoever brags too much about sothing, that thing becos their death. I have a feeling she’ll die in the sea one day," Cora made groan.
I didn’t want her to die. That was too much. I get that Cora felt jealous, probably because Kesha took Kaye away from us, but I was still in my senses. I wouldn’t wish death on anyone just because they’re bitter or an.
It was already late, and the guests had left. The brothers had gone to their rooms as they were tired too. I was still lingering around, looking for an excuse to stay out because I was worried about what would happen once I was alone in the bedroom with Norman.
What if he acted like before? Who would stop us from crossing all the limits?
"Hmm, crossing all the limits. So your concern is that you won’t be able to stop yourself from touching—groping and sucking—" Cora shut up when I groaned again.
I was walking past Charlotte’s room when I heard a loud yelp that made stop in my tracks. The door was open, and upon peeking inside, I realized why.
Lady Darcy had barged in and slapped Charlotte across the face. Charlotte still had a hand pressed against her cheek while her mother now stood between the two.
"Can you please tell what she did wrong?" Emma asked, making sure her daughter was at a safe distance from Lady Darcy, who was breathing like a bull.
"Ask her what she’s doing cheering for Helanie? Don’t tell , like the others, she’s impressed by her little achievents too," Darcy didn’t hesitate to show her dislike for . The idea of soone being happy for clearly didn’t sit well with her.
She was acting like a first grader who demands their friends not talk to the one student they don’t like.
This is how kids fight and argue.
"She was just acting—" Emma quickly explained, hesitation clear in her voice.
"Except I wasn’t," Charlotte muttered, removing her hand from her cheek. "I’m scared of her eyes. She’s a victim, and the Moon Goddess punishes anyone who wrongs the victim," Charlotte explained, sounding very genuine and sweet for the first ti.
But the look on Darcy’s face told she hated hearing that about . Her eyes widened as if Charlotte had just told her a dirty joke.
"She was a victim. Now she’s an Alpha Queen who’s stealing hearts. If you want to be her shoe, go ahead—fit her feet well. But don’t expect my son to like you after that," Darcy warned her. And as soon as Charlotte opened her mouth to argue back, Emma turned around and slapped her into silence.
"Don’t upset your future mother-in-law," it was the way Emma looked at her to shut her up that made want to step in.
Darcy couldn’t mistreat soone just because they didn’t want to be part of her twisted gas.
But as soon as I took one step to enter the room, a big, muscular arm wrapped around my stomach and then a firm hand covered my mouth to stop the yelp I was about to let out.
He lifted off my feet, carrying with one arm like I was a doll. And then, in his deep, heavy voice, he said, "It’s bedti. Do I have to co collect you every night now?"
All I could think was—my husband had lost his mind. I had been angry the other night that he didn’t feel anything for , and now I couldn’t handle this side of him.
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