TRAPPED✅

TWENTY-THREE

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Don's POV

I decide to make my arrival a secret. I want to surprise Nala.

The very familiar smell I hate so much hit my nostrils as soon as I enter the house. She knows I don't like him around.

This is not about you only, Donny; it's about us.

I remember Natasha telling me during one of our hot arguments. She taught me to consider the other person. I don't know why I never do consider anything when Nala is concerned.

He is her friend. I shouldn't be jealous of a wolf.

But he has her heart.

I am messed up.

"Claire," I call, trying my best not to pour my aggression on her.

Nala doesn't like me when I am not nice, so I have to try at least.

I know how close she is with Claire. I won't want to hurt her friend.

"Yes, sir," she says as she approaches me quickly.

"Get Nala," I say.

I am really trying my best not to shout at anybody.

That boy is in my house!

I guess she will never really forget him. It is obvious that she loves him. Will she ever love me?

"Don!" she says as she runs towards me with a perfect smile on her face.

I open my arms to receive her. I put on a fake smile as I kiss her on her forehead.

She smells a lot like him. His smell is over her.

"Did he come here?" I ask, and her smile drops.

"What is he doing here?" I ask through gritted teeth. I really don't want to shout.

I don't want her to be scared of me anymore. I make sure she knows how angry I am, but I won't shout.

"Nothing happens. He just wants to take me out. Nothing else," she says in tears as she moves back.

I move closer to her and she closes her eyes.

"I swear," she says.

I hug her, patting her hair.

"Don't cry," I say, trying to contain my anger. His smell on her irritates me.

"What's wrong with going out with Jordan?" she asks.

"Nothing. Jordan wants you Nala." I can't even explain to her that it makes me jealous.

"But Jordan is a really good friend and......"

That's it.

"It's fine. I get it," I shout as I stand up.

"I get that you are still angry with me, Nala. I know you love him. Why can't you love me?" I ask and when she didn't say anything, I continue.

"Am I that bad, Nala? At least say something!" I shout again.

"Don....."

No.

No.

No.

What if she says she loves him and not me?