Demitri's POV
He's right. How could I?
I've been a fool, an imbecile, and the dumbest of the dumb.
Deep down, I've always known how hard it is for Samuel to sit by and watch me disregard the mate bond. He's been waiting just as long as I have, and never followed me down the path of idiocy when I quickly grew tired and cynical about the whole thing. He's waited, hopeful that his mate will come along.
It hits me then just how selfish and careless I've been - to myself, to him, and to Ara.
She deserves better than this, I know that; yet, I can't seem to stop fucking up.
And Victoria, oh Goddess.
I never should have laid with her in the first place. Samuel tried telling me every chance he got that she's bad news. He's right. I should have cut her off the moment I returned, maybe before then, but I didn't. I allowed myself to fall into old habits in my embarrassment and shame, and I have a lot to make up for. If Ara will still have me, that is. At this point, I'm not so sure. And part of me can't blame her for refusing.
Her episode a few nights ago should have been enough to stop me, but I'm too stubborn and selfish. I hope my actions won't leave me unhappy forever.
Don't think like that! Sure, you're a total jackass, but the mate bond can overshadow that.
Sometimes, I really hate my wolf. Especially when he's right.
Hate you too.
I've been sitting in the debris of my office for hours now.
After Samuel left, I thought through everything. Ultimately, I decide that I'm ready to be better for the both of us. I have a lot to make up for, but I'm determined to put in the work. No matter how long it takes, even if it's the rest of our extended lives.
I hate the way almost losing her makes me feel. I hate that I don't feel worthy enough for her. I hate that I keep getting in my own way. And I hate how it probably makes her feel. I've been an awful mate, but I'm ready to turn over a new leaf in our relationship. As much as it would tear me apart to live without her, I have to prepare myself to receive her potential rejection.
I know what I have to do.
..........
When I get to the pack hospital, I locate Ara's room by following her stale scent.
A nurse stands in the foyer leading to her room, holding a chart.
"Alpha." She greets when the door squeaks and I enter. Surprise flickers across her expression before that professional exterior calms once more. "What can I do for you?"
"How is she?" I inquire.
"Stable. She's recovering faster than we expected, is she mated?" She asks curiously.
I don't know how to respond. I want Ara to be able to reveal our relationship when she's ready. If she'll have me.
"She has found her mate, yes." I finally answer.
She nods in contemplation. "Hmm...I saw no bite, although I would say her mate's strength is helping her heal, but in that case..." She trails off.
"Whatever it is, say it."
A moment of tense silence passes.
"She is not a werewolf, correct?" She asks carefully, eyes flicking from the chart in her hands then back up to me.
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Little Red
Người sóiThey got my story wrong. You know me as the naive little girl who was tricked by a wolf in sheep's clothing. They failed to mention that I was the one in sheep's clothing- an underestimated young girl who went up against the Big Bad Wolf. I am a w...
