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Zion grumbles, making me smile. “Everyone just speaks French. Maybe we are French.”
That makes me chuckle as he continues playing with his cars, clearly not happy when we aren’t speaking English.
“I don’t know,”
I respond to Jai. He sighs. “You need time, I get that…. but I just want to say I’m sorry, sorry for hurting you. For everything I’ve done, I’m sorry.”
“You don’t need to apologise. You did enough to make up for it. You didn’t need to… You shouldn’t have.”
I say quietly, now looking him dead in the eye.
“That was not to make up for it. That was because I wanted to, Val. I fucked up… but I love you. I really fucking love you. I never stopped loving you, even though I know I don’t deserve you.”
His words make my heart squeeze. They’re abrupt, but filled with so many emotions. He cheated on me once, and I don’t know if I can forgive him even if he is regretful.
He watches me for a second before he looks down and forces a smile. “I just wanted you to know.”
With those words, he stands up and leaves the room and for some reason, I just feel far worse than before we had that short conversation.
74. A Reunion
ZAIA.
We step into the underground car park when all of a sudden, I feel an intense wave of emotions hit me, sorrow, despair… hopelessness?
What is this? I look around the dark car park. The lights above are lit, and nothing is out of place. How strange…
I look over at Sebastian. He’s the same as ever, piercing blue eyes on me, dark hair that is combed back and that sexy jaw…
I look away. Why do I feel like this?
“Get in,”
Sebastian says as he stops by the first car in front of him. “Or would you like me to lift you in? I could, as long as you are willing to reward me later.”
I give him a look, but his humour somehow puts me at ease. My nerves are getting the better of me. After all these years I am finally going to be facing Sebastian’s family again.
There’s a strange feeling in the air, and I feel like there’s something coming. “Zaia?”
I shake my head and look up suddenly, sucking in a sharp breath. “
Are you ok?”
He’s concerned now..
“Sorry… I just…”
I run my fingers through my hair, and he walks over to me, cupping my face. Tingles from our bond course through me, eyes. and I grip his wrists, closing my I feel stronger. His touch is comforting and protective.
I shake my head, unable to explain how I feel and wrap my arms around his waist instead. He seems surprised for a moment before his muscular arms wrap around me tightly and he inhales my hair.
“Hey…”
“Please… I just…”
I can’t say it. I don’t want to voice the anxiousness I’m suddenly feeling. “Don’t say anything then,”
he murmurs, kissing my shoulder.
I frown, moving back slightly and looking up at him. “How do you do that?”
I ask quietly. “Do what?”
he asks, cocking a brow. “How do you read I my mind?”
He looks confused for a moment before he raises both eyebrows. “I wish I could, so I can know exactly what you’re thinking,”
he replies huskily, combing his fingers through my locks.
I close my eyes, relishing in the feel of his touch. “No, you’ve done it a few times, like right now; I thought I couldn’t say anything, and you replied. ‘Don’t say anything then.’
He lets out a throaty chuckle, gripping my chin. “You are easy to read, Little Fox.”
Am I really that easy to read? He kisses my forehead, letting go of me, and opens the car door. “Now let’s go.”
I sigh and get into the car. He shuts the door and gets into the driver’s seat, silently leaning over as he straps me in.
His eyes meet mine before driving out of the parking lot. He enters a security code, and his thumb is scanned before the wall splits open and we drive out. I look out the window. “What do you think they will say?”
“They were angrier at me than they ever were at you. I’m the one who drove away their beloved daughter-in-law. I wasn’t lying when I said that my parents wanted you back. Dad and I don’t really talk.”
I look across at him. His voice is emotionless, but his eyes are cold. He and his father have never had a close relationship, but… if things are worse… it really must be rough. “Well, whatever we face, we face it together,”
I say softly.
He nods, taking my hand and kissing it softly. Why does he seem… quieter since he marked me? A wave of insecurity washes over me. Before he rejected me, he was quieter….is all that charm just to win me over? I remain emotionless, the fear of that thought clenching at my heart. I would have thought he’d want me to mark him, but he didn’t even bring it up…
But we haven’t really had time either…
Don’t overthink it Zaia, he must be worried about facing his father and he’s probably worried as he is now responsible for our safety.
The journey passes in silence. The safe house is more in the woody part of pack territory, so it takes us a good fifteen minutes to get to my old home…
When the mansion gates that I never thought I’d see again loom before me, I feel nostalgia hit me hard. Memories of us here fill my mind and my heart squeezes. Good, bad, sad….
“Don’t let anything they say get to you, alright?”
he says quietly. Reaching over, he unstraps me and forces me to look at him. “Zaia, what’s wrong?”
“I just feel uneasy,”
I admit, his gaze softens slightly before he pulls me close. “Don’t. I’m going to be right beside you. Understood?”
I nod, about to turn away when he forces me to look at him again, his eyes flashing. “Zaia…”
His voice is deep and husky and my stomach does a flip. “Hmm?”
I ask.
“We got this…”
he murmurs as he leans in, kissing me. My breath hitches as pleasure rushes through me, making my mind turn to mush.. Since marking me, his effect on me has gotten stronger.
His lips caress mine passionately. The force of his kiss pushes me back against the seat, his lips devouring mine as he deepens the kiss. I sigh softly as I grip the side of his neck. I have him…
Our hands begin roaming the other’s body, our tongues playing with each other’s. My entire body is hot and bothered. My core clenches and I’m forced to pull away, gasping for air.
He doesn’t stop, his arms now possessively caging me to himself. We break apart when I need air and he continues to kiss my neck hungrily.
“Bastien… we need to go,”
I murmur. “I’d rather ravish you,”
he growls, sucking on the corner of my neck that still feels tender from his marking.
“Oh fuck…”
I whimper, digging my nails into his shoulders as a sting of pain and pleasure rushes through me. He releases me, but I know he’s left a mark and slowly flicks his tongue over the area.
“Sorry… I got a little carried away,”
he says, gripping my jaw and kissing my lips roughly. I moan against his lips, kissing him back sensually before we force ourselves back.
We both don’t want to do this, but we need to. “Right, let’s get this over with,”
he says, now serious once again.
I take a deep breath, fixing my top and hair as Sebastian gets out, walking around to open my door for me. I close my eyes for a moment and take a deep slow breath. Here we go…
I remain calm when the door to the mansion is pulled open by a member of staff, one I do not recognise. “Alpha Sebastian.”
He bows low.
“Your Luna, Zaia,”
Sebastian responds coldly. The man looks surprised before he quickly masks his emotions and bows deeply to me. “Luna, welcome home.”
“Thank you,”
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