Chapter 011

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Chapter 011


Myra's point of view

Silence weaved into the moment, and I tried to adjust to the brooding tension and uneasiness crippling me from the inside.

I stared at him in anticipation of whatever he has to say to me, no matter how bad it is; I don't think it'd mean the end of our beginning.

He heaved a deep sigh as his expression turned sour, he then stated out, "My wolf is a cursed beast, a curse made by the moon goddess herself." He looked away from my eyes, as if scared of my reaction to his words.

"What-"

"It has to do with you, my mate," he replied before I could ask my question. "He is a beast cursed to know nothing but hatred, despair, anger, and every other single negative feelings. If he so much as felt the littlest surge of happiness or something positive, that would result in the death of the happiness or anything," he further explained, while his gaze remained rooted at his feet.

I kept mute while his words circled through my head. He's cursed, not him but his wolf, but the curse affects him if his wolf deters the invocation.

I had thought the moon goddess has finally took pity on me after all these years of multiple suffering, I really thought it was time to get a taste of happiness.

Although, this might explain why the wolf is cutting Salome's attempts of making connection with him because he doesn't want to lose us.

However, this pretty much set my contempt high for the moon goddess, who just wouldn't allow me a shot of happiness.

I'm a fool to think I will ever be happy, a fair fool. Tears welled into my vision, and I pulled away from him.

I couldn't control my emotions, and this moment was not the time to edge my sadness into seclusion. I'm just so tired, I'm tired of living this good-for-nothing life.

I've waited too long years to see if there's ever going to be anything in this life for me, and so far there's been nothing. I'd thought meeting a mate who finally accepts me for who I am will be the start of something good, literal jokes on me because he's possibly my actual end.

Maybe I should just die, my death would put to an end to all of it. Cause I don't know how his wolf is going to restrain the mate bond from affecting him, sooner or later he'd give in to the sentimental feel and we would be feet below the surface.

I felt him moving close to me, his strong arms came around to wrap me in his strong embrace. "I promise I won't let anything happen to you," he whispered into my ears, his voice all I needed to hear.

For some reasons I feel safe with him, screw Logan's sabotage attempt and drunk words, this man right here wouldn't be end of me even if the moon goddess willed it so.

His index crept up my face and wiped the strings of tears that lined down my cheeks, "Don't cry now, Love, I'll die before I lose you," he mouthed another assurance.

"But this is not your curse, it is mine. I'm not meant for happiness, and I thought I'll have that with you not knowing fate was laughing at me already in a corner," I spouted in pure lament, "Happiness never had a spot for me, never," I chuckled at that. What a painful truth.

"No Love, this is not your curse. I will prevent this curse from affecting you even if it's the last thing I do on earth, I promise," he countered my points, while his scent showered my nostrils. "Before I met you, I've been actively seeking a way to get rid of this curse," he paused, as he withdrew his embrace only to grab me by my hands, he held on to them tightly as though they were his favorite things to hold.

He made me face him, and once again I found myself getting lost at the enchantment of his gaze. Goddess! How can a man be this perfect?

I kept a balanced pace of attention to his beauty and whatever is about to spew out of well shaped lips of his.

"Before I met you, I met this witch who helped me found a loophole. Now she hasn't told me much about this loophole, but I believe in it. I believe in our shot at happiness." He smiled, so wide and beautiful I don't think I've seen an individual in my life look that good.

I don't know what love feels like, but I'm pretty sure I'm falling into it.

'He's so the perfect man for us, oh screw me for thinking his wolf hates us not knowing he's protecting us,' Salome beamed at me.

There was no lie in that 'perfect' she mentioned. Lucas is the perfect man for us, an absolute perfection I mean.

"Can I kiss you?" He quested in a soft tone, romantic and light hearted.

I nearly chuckled but smiled instead, his gorgeous eyes twitched innocently as he await my response. But that wasn't just the only gorgeous features of his.

Everything about him was gorgeous, how on earth did the world see this man as a monster? How?!

From his jet black hair, to his grey salty eyes, and his straight nose, and goddess- those luscious lips. They all were all shades of gorgeous and perfections.

I've never seen an individual for their beauty, but his was just too luminous to ignore.

"You don't need permission to do that," I told him before I leaned my face against his, gently my lips connected with his.

A soft gently gentle touch that quickly deepened into a passionate kiss. Our lips moved in perfect sync, as if they were made for each other, and at this moment it seemed like it was.

His taste swept me out of my zone, high into a different world. My hands moved up around his neck, and his circled my waist as he drew me close, he tugged my body onto his in a swift breeze, and I sat a bit too comfortably on his thighs.

He broke the kiss, and we both gasped for breaths, our face still very much stuffed in each other. He looked into my eyes as he began grinding my waist against himself.

His face pushed into my neck as he sucked in a gentle kiss. My body vibrated at that action, my inside was exploding with a sensation I wasn't familiar with at all.

Something hard and big pressed against my buttock that was sat on him, it didn't take me much long to figure out what that was.

I don't know what came over me but I immediately jumped out of his arms and away from me. He seemed startled.

"I'm sorry but- I- I'm..."

The moving vehicle suddenly stopped, and I witnessed his expression changed into something toxic before he stood up, said nothing and just went out of the vehicle.

"What just happened?" I voiced my thoughts, the door slammed closed and we were back on the road with me still rooted to my stance.

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