Chapter 162 – Leave
-LAKES POV-
She was the Moon’s Lost Daughter. And like an idiot, I had ruined everything.
A lot of werewolves did that to their human mates. And almost every time, their mates would give in after. Fall in love with them.
But forcing a mark on was the final straw for m
Because she wasn’t a human being.
She was the Moon Goddess’s daughter. Of course the dissolved our band when I hurt her. Why would she want her daughter with someone like me, expecially when Zane man also an option?
The Goddess had chosen me for Lia herself. I hadn’t realised how special that wan
And I had ruined in.
I couldnt stay in this town anymore, I had to go back home. To wrap my head around ything that had happened.
But I couldn’t leave ber
She was my second chance mate.
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In spite of everything I did to Lia, to the Goddess’s daughter, she was still lind enough to grant me a second mata. Togram another chance at love. At happiness.
But of course, it was tricky. A challenge. The Goddess wanted to see what I would do thistima.
Caitlyn deqised werewolves. She was a huntress. There was no way she would want to be mated to one. To love, or matry one. There was a high chance that if I told her, she would kill me.
I had to be careful. I couldn’t make my next move without thinking. But I had to be quick.
A war was coming. Between The Order and Zane’s pack–between them and La
And I had a fair idea who would win.
I could leave Caitlyn here to get hurt.
But I didn’t know how to take her with me…
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I walked down the corridor, my chest tight, eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.
I had been attacked here.
The place that was a second home, in spite of how stressful it always was, didn’t feel safe anymore.
I couldn’t talk to anyone about this.
And even though I refused to show it, it was silently eating me up on the inside.
I stopped at my locker, opening it, still looking around.
As usual, laughter and chatter buzzed through the hallway.
But I was quiet.
My head still hurt, even though it had been a week. I still wore a bandage. But that didn’t matter.
What bothered me was the fear the incident had instilled into my
heart.
“Hey.”
I flinched, turning around at once, my breath catching.
Nathan stood behind me, his expression filling with concern.
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“You good?” he asked, stepping closer. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”
I leaned back against the locker to steady myself.
“Hey,” I forced a laugh, even as my heart hammered inside my chest. “I’m fine. Just, uh, just a little jumpy. I don’t know, I’ve always had this problem. Whenever I’m sick or like in pain, I scare easily. I think physical pain and ailments affects my brain chemistry.”
I was rambling. But that was normal. That was who I was.
Nathan, however, didn’t look too convinced. His eyes were slightly narrowed. His gaze was clearly scrutinising, observing every single thing.
Cautiously, he took another step closer to me, almost completely covering the distance between us.
Now, my heart pounded for a different reason.
I stared up at him, feeling very self–conscious.
I wasn’t expecting a moment like this to happen today.
I wished I’d dressed up more.
“I know that you know, Chris,” he said softly. “And I know that
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is why you’re afraid.”
Yeah, my heart started racing out of distress again.
Why did he have to see Zane’s eyes that day?
Why couldn’t he just doubt his own vision?
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“Maybe I’m afraid because someone attacked me?” I suggested. “Right here. A short distance away.” I pointed towards the spot, bile rising up my throat as I glanced there.
“Who was it?” Nathan asked. “I know that you know. You lied to the authorities that day, didn’t you?”
“You were there when they came?” I frowned.
The police had visited me after everyone had left.
“I was outside,” Nathan replied. “I don’t trust Zane so I waited until they left.”
Bless my heart. Warmth spread in my chest.
“Why?” I said softly. “I get that you don’t trust him. But why
would you stay to ensure my safety, Nathan?”
His gaze softened, but then he looked away.
“It doesn’t matter. What matters is–
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“No,” I said sharply.
He frowned, meeting my eye again.
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“You can’t just wave me off every time I ask for answers, Nathan. I don’t understand,” I said, my voice cracking. “You’re so kind to me. You’re always so gentle. So sweet. So helpful. You act like you… you act like I am very, very important to you. You worry about me. You rush me to the hospital. You stay for days. But every time I try to make sense of it, every time I question why, you dismiss me. I don’t get this. Just please, be straight with me. Do you feel something for me, Nathan?”
He stared at me, a thousand unreadable emotions glistening in his eyes.
His jaw ticked, and he placed a hand on the locker, beside my head.
Goosebumps covered my skin, a shiver crawling through me.
Nathan leaned in, his eyes boring into mine.
“Yes, Christine. I feel something for you. But don’t ask me what it is, alright?” he begged. “I don’t know. You’re my friend, and I care about you. I worry about your safety. And when I saw you at prom that night, all I felt was crushing regret for not asking you to go with me. But…”
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“But what?”
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“But I don’t know if I love you,” he said. “I don’t know if I’m ready to be with anyone right now. I am not over Delilah yet, alright?”
I exhaled a slow breath, my chest tightening once more.
Delilah was his ex girlfriend. He had loved her beyond measure. She’d dumped him very publicly, and then moved out of town. I’d found him crying in the janitor’s closet once, and offered him tissues. That’s how we became friends.
“It’s been three years, Nathan,” I whispered. I hated how I sounded. I hated the desperation in my tone. “How much longer?” I asked, my voice breaking.
“I don’t know, Chris. And that is exactly why I didn’t ask you for prom. I cannot promise you my heart. And I am not someone who simply waits to see where it goes. Either I am a hundred percent with you, or I’m not at all.”
“That is bullshit,” I snapped, tears pricking my eyes. “You think you keep your stance clear and save me from heartbreak by keeping your distance. But then you’re so kind, so caring, that it sends my heart and mind spiralling. You are not doing me any favours by not committing to me, Nathan. You’re only protecting your own heart. Even if it breaks mine. You’re toxic,” I cried, a lear slipping down my cheek. “And I can’t do this anymore. Stay away from me.”
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I pushed past him, stepping towards the washroom, but freezing in place.
My ears rang, stabs of pain shooting through my head.
That washroom was exactly where I was attacked.
And I didn’t know if I was imagining it, but I saw him.
He was standing right there, staring at me.
Blake Walker.
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