Comfortably perched on the barstool next to the temporary bar that was set up for the party, Inez gave the entire hall another look over. She didn’t see Dominic, which she considered a good thing. Other than getting rid of his creepy presence from her life, Inez hoped that Dominic would snap out of whatever he was going through. He was wasting away his ti and destroying his pack and his reputation for a bond that had ceased to exist the very day he rejected her.
At least for her.
She had told him again and again that she would only give him three chances. If he fucked them up, she would never, ever forgive him. Inez knew that it was a shitty thing to do. Her words were not written in stone; she could take them back if she wanted to. She could see that Dominic was in pain, that he was going through so serious withdrawal symptoms, but that was on him.
Inez was willing to give him the entire world when she was chasing him, when she was in love with him, but now that those feelings of the fated bond had fizzled out, she was not going to back down. She was never going to return. Never.
"Here you go, girl," said the bartender with a smile on his lips. He placed a cosmo on the bar.
Inez gave him a soft smile. "Thank you." She picked up the drink and sipped it, a soft humming sound escaping her lips as she remarked, "I like this."
"Of course you do," said the man as he started arranging another drink that he placed on the counter for the submissive to take away. He raised his head and shot her a beaming smile before saying, "I haven’t heard a single complaint about it from the day I started bartending. If anything, my custors return all the ti to get more of it."
"They must have," Inez agreed, because she too, could feel like having another one, and she was not a fan of alcohol.
Her eyes flickered to the left when she heard the sound of wheels, and a second later, a really exhausted Selene appeared in front of her. She looked troubled and annoyed, but when she saw Inez, she shot her a smile. She comnted, "So this is where you are hiding? I have been looking for you all over the place, wondering where you went."
"I wanted so air," lied Inez. She didn’t want to tell anyone about her little altercation with Dominic. This was a party, and people were supposed to enjoy it. Bringing up the little incident where she was cornered by Dominic sounded a lot like making this thing about her, so she stayed quiet. "What about you? Are you having fun?"
"How can I when everyone keeps jumping on ?" Selene sighed as she moved her wheelchair close to Inez’s stool. "They keep asking odd questions, and it’s pissing off. Can you believe it? A person just asked if I stay disabled even in my lycan form or not? Is this the question you are supposed to rub in the face of a person?"
"No, it isn’t." Inez winced at the very thought of soone asking Selene such a thing.
"Then I believe that asking the guards to deal with him wasn’t an overreaction," she stated.
Inez peered down at her, as she wanted to see if Selene was joking or not, but given that her face was completely blank, she couldn’t get the answer to the question that she wanted.
Turning her attention away, she took another sip of her drink.
"Is it any good?" Selene asked.
"It is. Would highly recomnd," Inez replied, and the bartender’s chest swelled with pride.
Selene’s brows rose slightly, and she turned to look at the bartender before saying to him, "I want what she is having."
"Coming right up."
She then turned to look at Inez and questioned, "Do you have any idea what kind of gift Nyx has arranged? She was speaking quite fondly of it."
"I don’t", Inez shook her head. She wasn’t close with Nyx, and sothing about the false sincerity that she kept showing her made a chill climb up her spine.
Hearing her response, Selene frowned hard. She turned and looked in the centre of the room. A second later, she whispered, "I hope it’s not what I think it is—because the way she spoke of her gift, it was as if the thing was alive."
Alive?
That brought a sense of trepidation. But Inez shook off the dread that was filling her heart; she pursed her lips and shook her head. Most probably it was a dog or a cat – what were the chances of it being a person?
Right?
Inez exchanged a worried look with Selene. Though neither of them said a word, the two of them seed to have had the sa kind of thought. Inez cleared her throat and said to Selene, "It can’t be, right?"
"I can never be sure when it cos to Nyx," Selene spoke with a hint of hesitation. "She ... was the youngest and the weakest of the three siblings. Fenric’s father was a shifter, and thus, he is quite strong and ... Lyra had her own strength. Only she was the one who was born with part-shifting abilities because her father was a human."
"Because of that, she has always been a bit touchy and sensitive. Not to ntion, she has this obsession to make Morrineth pay attention to her, sothing that she never did because shifters are instinctively drawn to the strong. Morrineth loved Lyra and Fenric because they were made for survival. Nyx? Not so much."
"You an—Nyx is going to go all out just to hear that she did sothing good?"
"Broken kids are like that," Selene spoke as if understanding Inez’s confusion. "They wish to hear the words ’You did great, or ’I am proud of you, with all their hearts. And sotis, when this desire gets a bit twisted, the sense of morality disappears."
**
Hey fairies, don’t forget to vote for the book with powerstones or golden tickets. Even comnts will do~ Just keep supporting this book. Author san begs for it.
Reviews
All reviews (0)