|Chapter 28|

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Luciano stood outside the room so that I could help Raven into the clothes. When I left, he was ready to go in with a plate of food and a few bottles of water tucked under his arm. "Try to be nice please, she's been through a lot."

"Yes and so have you apparently."

I froze mid turn and not out of fear. Who does he think he is throwing indirect jabs at me? I wasn't exactly shocked by this but I struggled to comprehend how those words came from his mouth. He ignored me and continued on.

"Those scars on you're back," they burn in defense. "You never told where they came from, I thought you agreed to tell me everything." He burned me with his angry gaze.

I licked my lips, unprepared for this topic. I felt the heat of the lines burning through my shirt. "I- I don't-," I pause, starting to feel timid and scared, unsure of what to say. I don't know is what I want to say. But I know he doesn't have a one way ticket into all of my life, especially if he never gives anything back. Not a single piece of information to at least give me hope. You know what? He doesn't deserve to know. The audacity has me seriously questioning how the hell I thought we would work. "I don't have to explain myself to you. I don't owe you a damn thing." I reel at his random entitlement.

His eyes open in surprise before narrowing into slits. "I never said you owe me a thing. I am only asking for what you told me you would give."

"I never said I would tell you every little thing about me," I whittle out. "My business is mine and what I choose to share with you is a privilege. I've given so much of myself and received nothing from you but you don't see me throwing a tantrum over it now do you?"

He steps into my space, so close I can feel the heat of his breath in my face, "You are not entitled to my business either. Do not pry were you do not belong."

I scoff and step back with a bitter smile, "Yeah I know I don't belong. But I'm not the one trying to convince me otherwise."

He looks regretful immediately but covers it with a cool glare. "Show her more patience than you showed me. Alpha." I spit and turn on my heel. I don't wait to hear the door shut behind him tightly.

What a class-A asshole. I should've know from the start when he practically kidnapped me from my old pack. Why would I expect him to throw me a bone? Just because I spoon fed him most of my life story? Pathetic. Because his wolf made me feel like I was worth being loved? Even worse.

But that doesn't excuse him for having the audacity to assume position of therapist in my life. I told him so much about me and he told me nothing—not that it obligates him to share as well. But here he is, scolding me for not explaining every single detail of my life. He's a damn hypocrite.

He better not push her for answers like he just did me. I don't want her to get disrespectful and get in trouble. We all know how well he holds his temper, right? I hope he controlled himself before starting conversation. I have no doubt he will overwhelm her with questions. Okay maybe not, but he will be stern.

I'm thinking too much. I need a distraction and I need one now. Passing the basement door, I decide a workout would help me. I changed and went down to work off my stress.

I couldn't help but feel like my past was catching up to me, slipping in through the cracks. I hope things aren't going wrong at the pack, Dani and Vince are still there.

I should've asked Raven while I was with her. Damn it. That pack is going to shit, right into the ground like I said. I wonder what they did to her to make her run. I knew she was cast out like me, but she left on her own. She had no one. It must have been ten times worse for her than it was for me.

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