XAVIER
Ivy pulled back when she noticed that I was fuming and was about to let the anger break loose.
She wrapped her hands around mine so tightly, I felt like she was going to cut off my hand from the pull.
Nylah walked away from the scene and only then did my anger calm a bit, but I still wanted to tear Gunner apart for touching what was mine.
Ivy laughed off what happened and pulled away from there to another side of the hall where fewer guests were.
She stood in front of and finally let go of my hand, but her face was far from cheerful.
"What did you want to do back there?" She asked even though it was obvious enough.
"If I hadn’t held you back, you were going to butt in and create a scene in an event like this where we were supposed to introduce ourselves as a couple? What do you want the guests to think?!" She exclaid in a whisper, trying not to be too loud.
I ignored her and wiped my nose with the back of my index finger.
The anger I felt was still churning in my stomach. The image I saw a few minutes ago of the bastard holding Nylah so close to himself made want to go crazy over and over again.
The way their bodies lted into each other. The way Nylah’s breath hitched in her throat pissed off. I was the only one who was supposed to make her feel that way. Not soone else!
"Talk to !" Ivy continued, drawing back my attention to her.
"I didn’t step in, did I?" I asked.
"That was because I held you back!" She retorted.
"Look, whatever you had with her is now over. This is a new era. We are getting married! So get your head in the ga, or I’ll report to my father that this is one of your gas as usual." She replied, and as the words sank in, I blinked multiple tis, clearing my head of those lingering thoughts that did nothing but enrage .
I sniffed and nodded
"Get your head in the ga!" Ivy whisper-scread again.
And just like that, we resud the lovey dovey facade that we were putting on the whole of the night, greeting guests and telling them about our plans to get married soon.
Most of them didn’t hesitate in telling us to birth heirs to the throne, and I caught her father, Alpha Dmitri, staring at us with a satisfied expression while sipping his wine from afar
Things must be going just as he planned.
Well, the killings had stopped, so I guess things were also going as planned for , but my heart didn’t want to co to terms with it.
Ivy dragged out of the hall before the party was over, and I knew just what she needed
Unlike before, I didn’t hesitate. I did it rather quickly and made her finish multiple tis so she could leave alone. At the end of the day, she was just a spoiled girl in need of so attention and man handling. That was her sweet spot.
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The next day, I woke up on an empty bed, and I was happy that I was finally left to myself. Since I went to beg Ivy and her father, I’ve never had the ti to myself.
Although I knew that this ti I had to myself won’t be long, I cherished it. I had a long bath in the bathroom and spent hours scanning through my wardrobe even though I already knew the clothes I was going to wear for the day.
Sadly, a knock sounded on my door, and it was a maid who ca to tell that Ivy was waiting for on the dining table for breakfast.
I put on sothing comfortable and went to the dining room, and I was shocked when I saw not only Ivy at the diner but Nylah as well.
Food was served, but Nylah was fondling with the spoon.
I could tell from her countenance that she didn’t want to be there, but I could also sll her anger and sadness.
I settled on the seat closest to Ivy.
"What’s going on? Why is she here?" I asked, and my question made the two females glance at . But Nylah’s glance was deep and hurtful.
While Ivy’s glance was filled with satisfaction.
"Well, I just thought to bring her here so she can tell you what she told this morning. " he replied, slurping so of the soup from the spoon.
I lifted a brow
"What did she tell you this morning?" I asked, and Ivy gestured to Nylah to speak up.
I heard her take in a deep breath and let it out in a shudder before she started to speak. I knew this was getting to her, but I didn’t care. Not when my pack mbers’ lives were at stake.
"She ca in for a check-up this morning, and I told her everything was fine, but she needs to wait for a week and so days or two weeks maximum to get intimate with you..."
I choked on the soup I hadn’t even slurped in yet.
What the fuck did I just hear about Ivy baring an heir for ? Did she really take the words of those guests seriously?
"What is it? Sorry." Ivy brought a cup of water close to my lips and I sipped in little water and cleared my throat.
"Those will be her peak days so you can try to conceive then." Nylah finished and shifted her focus back to her soup. The soup that remained untouched.
Sohow, after her information, the table fell silent like a graveyard. None of us were talking. Eating beca extrely hard. I couldn’t even try to chew the at in the soup and I knew I wasn’t the only one who thought things were weird at the table.
Nylah quietly stood up from her seat.
"I think I’m done here. I should get back to the hospital..." she barely finished when Ivy discharged her with a wave of her hand.
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