Chapter 32

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Blinked my eyes a few times, taking a deep breath of the fresh morning air . . . and of my mate. I glance down. I was laying on my side, my leg drapped over Shadow's body, arm resting on his chest. His arm was wrapped around my waist while his other hand rested on the leg drapped over his body.

My face heats up as I realize we're still naked, pressed up close to each other, bodies flush against each other. Holy hell, this was hot.

"You enjoying the view?" a deep voice asks.

Oh. My. Peanuts. "I'm not a virgin anymore," I said suddenly, clamping a hand over my mouth and eyes widening.

He continued to rub circles on my waist, and I shiver. "I hope not, because if you are then I probably did something wrong last night," he joked.

I laugh and hold him closely, staring up at his strong face, wanting so badly to ask him. But I didn't want to ruin the mood, though.

'Ask,' a voice said in my mind out of nowhere.

I gasp in joy and excitement, laughing joyfully. 'We can talk to each other through the mind-link!' I yell back.

He smiled my favorite smile I rarely ever see, and I sigh.

'The question?' he reminds me.

'Oh,' I say, clearing my throat. I sit up and turn to face him with my knees pulled to my chest and my arms wrapped around them. I then talk aloud. "I want to know about your past."

The smile immediately vanishes from his now guarded face.

I ignore the sting of pain and tried to encourage him. "Please? We've fully mated. I think it's time for us to fully understand each other."

He stood up and started to put his clothes on without saying anything.

"Why is it so hard for you to open up to me? I'm your mate, your beloved, the other half to your soul!" I said loudly.

"Forget about it because it's not happening," he snapped.

"I'm so sick of your crap. You're always shutting me out when I get anywhere close to your heart!"

He turned on me with a look that could kill. "If you're so sick of me, then leave," he growled.

"I'm not sick of you!" I yelled. "I'm sick of you shutting me out. I want to know what you've been through so that you don't have to go through it alone. I want to be with you."

He gave me a blank look. "Then last night was a mistake."

I was going to go after him but what he said froze me to the ground. He left without looking back at me. And I just stood there, staring off into the place he'd dissapeared through, feeling as if my entire body was being burned by acid.

I smiled, and laughed like a maniac, wiping at my face to keep the tears from falling from my eyes.

I will not cry, I promised myself, because there are many other things to cry about.

After a couple mates, their bond is most vulnerable. I guess I'm a mistake, so it wouldn't matter anyway.

I put my dress back on and slowly limped to the mansion, all the while hurting down there. Instead of facing the pack, I jumped up into my little balcony and went into my room. The shower was a welcoming sight. I stayed in there washing myself off for what felt like forever. Eventually I got out and put on some pants and a random shirt.

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