Few days later.
"Where is she ?" My voice roared through the castle, shaking the ground when i awoke and Ophelia was not by my side. I didn't hesitate to get up immediately and scan the corridors but I was distracted by the voices and laughter of my family members.
At that moment I felt betrayed. I watched them all sitting around the table, eating and laughing with Ophelia sitting between them in her night gown. I've spend days by her side, day and night attempting to calm her from her nightmares and even patiently wait for her to say one word to me.
And here I am, watching my wife who hasn't spoken to me in weeks, laughing and eating with those who I call family.
"Oh Nathaniel you finally awoke." My aunt noticed me standing by the door, warning everyone else's attention.
"Why does everybody here pretend like nothing had happened ? And you, you are supposed to be my wife and mate and communicate with me ! Instead, everytime you look at me all you see are the mistakes I have made, not the sacrifices and changes I had undertook.
Shame on you all, not doing anything to help but to cover the reality. Only I put all my efforts into fixing this mess and prevent other attacks to happen to this family !"
I should have regretted everything the moment I closed my mouth, yet I didn't. I was glad for finally speaking my word, I have been walking on my edge trying not to scare her. Yet anything I have done wouldn't matter, as she still sees me as the same monster.
It is my own fault, my reckless behaviour led me to the place where I am now. My wife is scared of me, as I left her physically and emotionally scarred. I do not appreciate or agree with what I have done, but it is in the past and I am not powerful enough to take the task upon me and erase what has already happened.
"From this day on I will return to my originally chambers while you remain the royal suite, any contact will be limited unless it is necessary. Have a pleasant breakfast and enjoy the rest of your day."
I was frozen for words. I didn't know how to express any of the emotions I was feeling right now, but it was not what I had intended. I simply needed time, but he had already given me all he had.
I felt he's betrayal, waiting by my side, waiting for me to utter a word and yet I had not said a single thing. Instead I went to to his family while he was still asleep and acted like nothing had happened.
I frowned at myself, walking through the gardens getting fresh air after this ridiculous situation, still unresolved. I sat there for hours, thoughts rushing through my head as if there was no tomorrow. Perhaps there won't be, nobody can be sure.
I hadn't noticed Damon strolling to my side, pushing the twins in the pram attempting to calm their desperate cries and put them to sleep. I smiled weakly at him, rising from my seat to give him a hand.
"Looks like somebody is not tired, what do you think boys ?" The began laughing, blowing bubbles as their childish ways. I giggled lifting them out of the pram, on the grass to run around.
"Well, not what I had in mind when Gillian said you would be great help with the boys." He chuckled watching the boys run around.
"I cannot believe I had missed their first steps." I whispered, shutting back into my spaced out state, not realising how much time I had missed. Aunt Ammelia and Xavier appeared older, the children had grown.
Damon placed a hand on my shoulder in a reassuring and comforting way, bringing me back down into reality.
"Ophelia I cannot just sit here and not say a word, but I assure you anything Nathaniel had ever done to you, wasn't intentional.
He had a rough path, a hard life of intense training and disappointment. He was in a dark place when he met you, destruction and anger had clouded his eyes.
He is a changed man, he is a great Alpha for his Kingdom and if you give him the time, he will make a great mate, husband. Somebody who you can trust and lean into."He's words has shed some light into me, I assumed that as Damon was his family, he would know Nathaniel the best. Or atleased better than me. I didn't say anything, just simply nodded and there we sat on silence watching the twins, leaving the words soak into my skin.
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Torture
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