Chapter 20

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The small private dining room was empty as Dmitri and I stepped inside it.
Dmitri carried two plates of food for the both of us.

The kitchen staff had only stared at us as we had entered the kitchen earlier.

Some had looked at me like most of the wolves had thus far; like I was something terrible, like I have committed a murderer.

I have slowly been getting used to such stares by now and it didn't really bother me that much anymore. Though, it did stung, if only a little bit.

Dmitri had made us both a plate of what was left of the breakfast spread. I was hungry and didn't mind so much what I got to eat.

We haven't spoken since his declaration of love to me. He'd of course spoken to the kitchen staff and whoever we encountered on our walk through the Pack House.

Some of those acted like the kitchen staff, glowering at me with malice and poorly hidden disgust.

I am getting a little tired of those looks, but there is no way I would voice that opinion.

Dmitri placed the food on the table and pulled out a chair for me, silently indicating with a wave of his hand for me to sit. I sat down and he pushed me closer to the table with gentle ease.

He sat on the opposite side, pulling one of the plates closer to him. I took the other plate and began stuffing my mouth full to avoid talking to him.

I kept my eyes on my plate, aware of his eyes on me. I didn't want to look at him, still a bit put out with him for kissing Sally Dales.

I wasn't being petulant. I just didn't like it that his actions have almost killed me. I don't quite understand that ,though.

Why'd my body react in such a way? I felt sick just thinking about everything that happened.

I frowned. The Protection mark was supposed to protect me, right? So, why did it not? Why did I have to almost die for Dmitri to do the real marking? Why'd he lie about the Protection mark being the actual mark?

"I didn't want to ruin your life."

I looked up from my plate, my purple eyes meeting his silver ones.

He looked sad.

"You're still so young, and you are naive in the ways of the wolf. You haven't even phased yet. You should've been able to when you turned ten. Some Humanised do phase then. It makes me wonder why you have not." He lifted a fork to his lips and I suddenly had the urge to kiss those lips.

My cheeks heated up and I looked down at my plate quickly, ignoring the pounding of my heart that threatened to make me deaf.

" You can kiss my lips any time you want, My Alva," he said after a moment of us chewing our food with overly exaggerated concentration.

I avoided looking up at him for those words. He must've given it some thought while he'd chewed his mouthful of food.

"I called your parents this morning before you awoke. Your mother considered coming here. I asked her not to," he changed the subject causing me to feel relieved. I didn't want to think of kissing him after everything.

A much larger hand touched my left hand, forcing me to look up.

" I'll apologize to you until the end of my days if it means that you will grant me your forgiveness. I really am sorry for everything. I...I can't lose you ,Alva. You're my friend, my love, my heart, my everything, but most of all , you are my Alva... and I would strife to make you happy every day from now on. Please, give the chance to show you that I truly love you?"

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