Chapter 130 – Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

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“Talia should be warier of you than me.”, Dayson said curtly. “Now, scram.”

Keith hesitated because he didn’t want to leave Talia at Dayson’s mercy, but the truth was that if Dayson wanted to do something, Keith couldn’t stop him. Also, Talia said that she is staying in the packhouse, so if Dayson was set on doing something despicable, he could do it there without anyone knowing, and not here in the open.

After thinking about his options, Keith realized that staying won’t serve any purpose other than him getting seriously injured.

Keith gave a guilty look to Talia and then he scurried away.

Talia couldn’t believe this. She clutched her lunch box and the plushie puppy (aka Cinna) and moved to pass by Dayson.

Dayson blocked her way. “Where do you think you are going?”

Talia was exasperated. “Why are you here?”

“You said that you will wait for me. You said that you will not leave me.” All the rage was gone from Dayson’s voice, leaving only sadness that made him sound like he was pleading.

Talia realized that he was not talking only about the festival, but about the promise she made when he took her to the amusement park.

“I said that I won’t leave as long as you need me.”

“I need you.”

Talia shook her head. “That’s not true.”

Dayson didn’t get it. “What makes you say that?”

Talia inhaled a shaky breath, regretting that the beer she drank didn’t give her a bigger buzz. Maybe if she was intoxicated, she wouldn’t care. If only these unreasonable pesky feelings go away, everything would be so much simpler.

Talia steeled her will and looked into Dayson’s icy-blue eyes that were full of questions.

“You don’t need me, Dayson. If you do, you would come when you said you will, and not spend time with some she-wolf you picked up after lunch.”

Dayson was confused. What she-wolf? “Is that what you think?”

“It’s not what I think. It’s what everyone thinks.”

“Who is everyone?”

“For every festival, you pick up a girl and no one sees you until morning. Is that false? Is everyone lying? Why did you say you will come back? Why did you say you will spend the evening at the fair with me?” Why did you make me feel like I matter? “Was the girl you picked up earlier not good enough? Why don’t you pick up another one and leave me alone?”

Talia exhaled in frustration. She couldn’t believe that she lost her temper and said all those things.

“I’m sorry, Dayson. I said that I will not leave, and I said that I will stay in that room, but I can’t. I don’t belong there.”

Dayson touched Talia’s chin and tilted her head up so that he can see her face.

“And where do you belong, kitten?”

Talia pressed her lips into a line. Why did he call her kitten? Why was he playing with her heart? Why did he look at her like he cares?

“What do you want from me, Dayson?”

“You are asking the wrong question.”

“And what question should I ask?”

“This is not about what I want. It’s about what YOU want.”, Dayson said and inched closer to Talia until they were close enough for him to wrap her into his embrace.

Talia felt Dayson’s warmth all around her and his firm body against hers and his scent… and she hated that somehow she ended up leaning on him. How can she be strong and independent if one hug from the Devil is all she needs for her resolve to crumble?

“You want to leave?”, Dayson murmured into Talia’s hair. “I won’t stop you, kitten, but first, I need you to be honest with yourself. Where will you go? Where do you belong? Is there a place you would feel better than right here?”

Talia was stunned. Dayson’s words were outrageous and confident and… he was right.

She didn’t have a place to go, not because she didn’t know where, but because right there in his embrace, she felt at home.

Talia looked up at Dayson to meet his icy-blue eyes. No matter how she thought about this, it didn’t make sense.

Sure, she fell for Dayson, but what about him? Why was he sticking to her and giving her hopes that there might be something more than her wishful imagination? Or is he really a cruel person and only playing games with her?

“Why are you doing this, Dayson?”, she asked in a whisper.

“Because there is only one girl who gets to call herself Mrs. Blake. It’s just you, kitten.”

Talia didn’t get it. “Why?”

“You make me smile, no matter how my day went. Your proximity puts my mind at ease. You make me feel not alone…”

And that did it. Talia’s vision blurred with tears in an instant as the dam which contained her emotions gave in.

That feeling of not being alone… she had that as well.

Since she was aware of her existence, Talia was always alone. In the common building which some called the orphanage, and later in the attic. Talia was used to it, that’s how things were supposed to be.

However, when she was with this Alpha who suffers from severe mood swings, who makes her feel all kinds of emotions she believed are only for someone else to experience, under all those fears and insecurities, with Dayson’s proximity and his solid embrace, Talia felt not alone and she didn’t hate it. Not even a little bit.

The insulated lunch bag and the plush toy fell on the grass at the same time as Talia’s arms moved around Dayson to fist his shirt.

Dayson’s heart cracked because he could feel her emotional turmoil, but he was also a bit happy because he knew that she finds comfort in him.

Talia was not ready to admit the strength of her emotions, but she needed him, just how he needed her, even though she couldn’t feel the bond.

Dayson picked up Talia gently, and he sat on the ground with his legs crossed in the lotus position before placing Talia to sit right there.

He cradled her in his arms and rocked gently while waiting for her to cry it out.

“It’s OK, kitten… let it out…”, he murmured and Talia cried harder, releasing all the frustration and helplessness she piled up within her over the years.

Since Dayson met Talia, he saw her timid and embarrassed and happy and expressing many other emotions, but he never saw her crying.

He despised every sob which escaped her beautiful lips, yet he knew that this was Talia showing him her vulnerable side. She was opening up to him. Finally.

At that moment, Dayson didn’t only embrace Talia’s body. He embraced her aching heart and her mind full of insecurities, and Dayson hoped that he will be able to instill in Talia this sense of belonging that can be experienced only when mates are together.