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When he left, she had gone back to sleep. Partially she had been thinking about what she had to do now but the tiredness from last night had made her fall asleep within minutes. Her father had woken her up after which she had decided to go down and have breakfast with him. "Papa." She kept her spoon down and turned to him. "I think I am okay with hoschooling." She said.
Jason had nodded when she took his na but that had completely taken him off guard. "What?" He looked at her calm face as if she had thought this through. He was ready for an argunt.
"I want to hoschool. The rest of the seven months left, I'd like to complete them from ho."
He leaned back into the chair and gauged her body language. She was calm, no breathing elevated, no signs of nervousness and lies. "Child, last night you fought tooth and nail with to go to school and this morning you are telling that you want to what, hoschool?"
Last night had been an adventure for life which had opened her up to new truths of life and how was going to deal with was the problem.
So as far as she could stay from the people of this town the better.
She shrugged. "I thought about it. Then I research about it and the pros outweighed the cons."
Jason continued to look at his daughter, "Did you hit your head last night? Should we go for an MRI?"
"Papa!" She protested with a small pout and he laughed softly. "Shouldn't you be happy?"
He sighed as he gradually stopped laughing. "Kid my happiness is your happiness and if you want to go out and study I guess I'll be happy in that. So the ball is in your court, do you want to study them in school on you want to be hoschooled?"
Without thinking twice she answered, "Hoschool."
Jason nodded and started eating again. "I'll have the arrangents done."
A father left after eating breakfast and she was left alone at ho. She knew that in minutes Xavier would arrive as her babysitter for the day and this ti she won't be the one who would be jumping on his bones. She would stay away or at least try to.
As explained by Noah it was the mate bond that was ti and again pulling them closer to have a child. It was in nature is calling for them to breed.
But she was no broodmare.
The door opened and closed making her frown. When had he stopped ringing the door before coming in or even knocking?
"Hey!" He smiled giving her a charming smile with dimples. She would have smiled back given that she had . . .fallen for him.
Fallen for him? The revelation took her by surprise. How did that happen? How had she not realised it? She did love him. She wanted him, she cared for him and she looked forward to eting him every single day.
But were the feelings even genuine or was it just the bond that was forcing and playing with the strings of her heart?
"Adeline?" She saw him leaning down in front of her. "Is everything alright?" He asked with a frown on his face which completed the bad boy look.
Hotty hot. likey.
Was everything okay?
She had fallen in love with him and he had done nothing but deceive her from day one. First, he deceived her with his identity then he deceived her with the truth of who he was. At the end of the day, he had never been truthful to her and that was where it was wrong.
aning, it has never been right.
"No. Everything is alright." Now, it was. Now she knew the truth.
He still looked unconvinced. A slight frown was there but he nodded and let it go.
"Did you eat?" She nodded at his question. "And your dicines?" She nodded at that too. Her father made sure that she had her dicines before he left.
"Alright." He nodded and looked taken aback by her silent behaviour. She was never this silent. Adeline always had to be talking about sothing.
"Adeline," he cooed and took her hand on his. She imdiately felt it. The longing was crushing her now. She wanted to be closer to him, next to him, be touched by him. Her lip shivered a bit at the closeness.
She wanted it all.
So, she let him touch her. He held her hand and she allowed him to.
"What's wrong baby?" He asked again and she sighed.
"You would never lie to right?" She asked him instead. Her expression held anxiousness and a slight fear which was detected by him in her scent imdiately.
Without thinking twice, he answered her. "Yes. I would never lie to you."
That only made her sadder.
He promised but he had been lying to her still.
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Noah could easily hear the conversations going on in the neighbouring house. He held the tal goblet in his hand and was slightly tilted.
The man had no idea how much doubt he had sowed in her mind even after promising her truthfully that he would never lie to her.
"The irony." He scoffed. That Lycan had successfully dug the grave of his mate by his own hands and Noah was going to make sure that she lied in it.
Noah moved to the portrait in front of him. "Oh Isa. . . ." He sighed and then looked at the open coffin. "How beautiful you are even in death. Truly it is that no one can match your beauty." He praised the woman who had her eyes closed forever.
In a flash he reached to stand in front of her and with his finger he caressed the skin on her forehead.
"Beautiful . . Beautiful love. . " He sang in a whisper, muttering the words under his breath, "My darling . . You beautiful love. . "
His Isla used to sing the sa song every night when he used to take her in his arms and rest. It had been so long since he had heard this song and it pained him to not be successful in bringing her back.
"Don't you worry love, You will be just fine." He took a sip and licked his blood-stained lips.
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