Chapter 416 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

Talia didn’t forgive Marcy for what she did in the Red Moon pack. And she didn’t forgive Marcy’s naughty attitude from earlier that day.

However, Talia felt sorry that Marcy was in such a bad condition. No one deserves to lose a mate.

Talia didn’t get it, why did Marcy reject George as her mate?

Talia remembered that she was scared of Dayson at first, and then she thought how he was willful and unstable, and she didn’t know they were mates, but even with that, Talia craved for Dayson’s proximity. When he was around, she was not alone. At that time, Talia thought that he was only playing with her, but she still cherished every moment they spent together.

Talia gave Dayson many of her firsts and she wouldn’t regret a single one because it felt so right that it couldn’t be wrong.

As a total opposite of that, Marcy rejected her mate. Why would anyone reject a person who was created to make them happy? Or maybe it’s not happy.

The Moon Goddess pairs werewolves to form a perfect match, giving them exactly what they need, and maybe Marcy and George were not supposed to make each other happy, maybe it was something else, and what that else might be… only the two of them knew.

Talia went back to the kitchen to fetch a tray with food that was prepared for George. This one had more than just fruits, and it also came with a vase of fragrant flowers.

In George’s room, Talia placed the tray with food and the vase on the bedside table and looked at George.

George was on the bed, staring at the ceiling with an unfocused gaze. The only difference between him and Marcy was that his eyes were open.

Unsure if she should say anything to him, Talia turned to rearrange flowers in the vase. Just coming and going without a word felt weird.

Can he even hear her? Doctor Travis said that he can.

Will he approve of her talking? Well, if he tells her to shut up, at least it will be some reaction, and anything will be better than this.

Talia steeled her resolve and spoke to George, “I brought you food.”

He didn’t move a muscle.

“I’m sorry you went through that experience. I can’t imagine how much it hurts to be rejected by a mate.” Just the thought of Dayson pushing her away was giving Talia a glimpse of anguish that comes with the soul being torn apart. “We won’t tell anyone about what happened, unless we have to, and we estimate that we can conceal this for a few days. Focus on yourself and getting better.”

Talia made a step closer to the bed.

“I don’t expect you to respond to me, but I hope you are listening. I know it hurts, but you can’t do this to yourself. There must be people waiting for you to return home. Think about them.”

With George not showing any signs that he wanted to communicate, Talia didn’t want to linger.

“I will be back in the evening to take this away and bring fresh food. No one will disturb you. If you need anything, you only need to shout, and someone will come to check on you.”

She said her goodbyes and left.

What Talia didn’t see was that George’s eyes moved when Talia closed the door behind her.

George heard Talia. He was aware of everything happening around him, but he didn’t have the desire to respond. It was like all that was happening to someone else and he was observing from the third person’s point of view.

Detachment allowed him to ease the pain, but the truth was that he felt hollow, like someone removed an important part from his chest. He was an empty shell, without a drive to react to external stimuli.

Why did the Moon Goddess give him Marcy as a mate? To teach him a lesson? To steel his resolve that he needs to demolish the Red Moon pack?

He heard that Marcy was in the room next door and that she was not doing well, and he didn’t care. That was a relief. His indifference was proof that the bond was broken, and he won’t be influenced by the persistent urge to stick to Marcy and to claim her as his.

The unbelievable part was that if Marcy didn’t reject him, he would probably drop the whole revenge part if she asked him to. He would do anything to make her happy, and as the son-in-law of the Red Moon pack with the Alpha bloodline who is definitely more capable than James, the chances were high that George would become the next Alpha of the Red Moon pack without the need to spill blood.

That moment in the garden when he met Marcy the first time, was the fork on George’s path, and he could continue with his revenge, or give up on it, and Marcy’s rejection decided for him.

After Marcy’s rejection, George spent days drifting between anguish and agony, wondering what he did wrong to be rejected by his other half as his heart ached like someone stabbed him repeatedly, and only when numbness replaced pain, he was able to breathe.

George heard updates about Marcy, but he avoided seeing her out of fear that he will experience that pain again. Luckily, she didn’t come to the training ground.

When George heard that it’s set for Marcy to go to the Shadow Fang pack, he decided to go with her. Did she really think that she will be the Luna of some other Alpha after what she did to him? George was determined to spoil Marcy’s plans, even if that meant he needed to go through the same hell again.

It was easy to manipulate Alpha Edward into giving that task to George, and George was surprised that when he finally faced Marcy again, instead of pain there was anger.

Well… things unfolded the way they did, and after George realized that his innocent mate is a slut without a shred of morality, chasing after money and power, just like the rest of her family, he accepted her rejection.

Isn’t this what she wanted? She wanted the freedom to be with someone else, and Geroge gave it to her. Marcy was definitely not aware of the pain that comes when mate rejects his other half but George didn’t have any desire to think about her anymore.

He needed to focus on himself.

This pain of mate bond breaking completely was stronger than he thought it will be. How long will he need to resemble a normal being? Will he be able to recover? He could barely feel his wolf.

Talia said that they could conceal this for some time, and he knew that he should snap out of it because if Alpha Edward finds out about this, George will be in trouble… but the problem was that George had no willpower to do anything.

The emptiness in his chest was expanding and threatening to engulf him completely, and he hoped that when that happens, the pain will go as well. He was tired… tired of training and fighting and trying and pretending that he is a grateful orphan who made a name for himself among warriors, and he wanted it all to stop.

Why was he struggling? To avenge people who were already dead? Surely, if his parents were anything like what he heard in stories, they would wish for George to leave all this behind and to lead a happy life, but that glimpse of happiness disappeared with Marcy’s rejection. There was no point in continuing.

Darkness was consuming him, and he allowed it to happen. He wanted it to end.

After an unknown measure of time, Talia’s words echoed in George’s mind, ‘There must be people waiting for you… think about them…’

He remembered Estelle and other Omegas that are living in his villa. What will happen to them if George gives up and doesn’t return to the Red Moon pack?

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