Payback Hurts (Book ONE) ✔️

Payback Hurts- Chapter 14: Love In War [Part 1]

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(Dylan's POV)

We just stood there like that, just holding each other. She looked into my eyes, and I saw confusion in her deep beautiful blue eyes. I just had wanted to tell her how much she meant to me and no matter how much she may hate me, I still wanted her to know how much I loved her. If anything were to happen to me in this, if I were to lose, all I wanted was for my mate to know how much I loved her.

"The war..." She said, trailing off into thought. "I had forgotten so quickly. So many things have happened and I-"

"It's OK," I interrupted. "It's nothing you have to worry about." I held onto her hands tighter, not wanting to let her go. Though, she let go of her grip on my hands. I furrowed.

"What do you mean it's nothing I have to worry about?"

I sighed, I knew this was going to happen. She was going to get offended with me telling her she wasn't going to be fighting in the war.

"What do you mean 'I won't be fighting in the war'?" She yelled. Anger was filling her eyes. It hurt me to see her so angry at me caring for her safety. "You don't need to worry about my safety Dylan; I came here to help you fight in the war, not to sit on my ass while you fight!" I looked at her deep in her eyes, did she care? After all this time I thought she'd be happy at the thought of me possibly dying. She gasped, slapping me across the face. I looked back up at her; tears were spilling over on her cheeks.

"How could you even think that I'd be happy that you died!" She shouted. "How could you? You think I'd be happy if my mate were dead?"

"Cassie-"

"Oh save your shit, Dylan! I'm so sick of it." She clenched her fist.

"Cassie, I don't know anything anymore. I know you hate me and I know that I deserve it, but... Deep down I know you'll never truly want me and me knowing that makes me as good as died." I felt tears roll down my face. It didn't matter anymore, the pain of knowing that my mate didn't want me was worse than me dying.

"Dylan..." She came to me, putting both of her soft hands on my face. I loved the feeling of her being close to me, but I stepped away from her. Looking at her hurt expression.

"I have to make sure that everything is ready for tomorrow. I'll see you at the pack house in the morning, Cassie." I said to her. I turned away from her, walking away from the one woman that I loved. I just needed to learn to accept the fact that she wouldn't love me back.

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(Cassie's POV)

He just walked away from me. When I was feeling the need to be with him and hold him, he walked away. I felt like I was nothing now. I looked around the woods, I sighed. I needed some sleep. I sat down on the grass, laying on my back. I looked up at the sky through the trees. It was so beautiful.

I laid there the whole time, thinking about my life, Sam, Dylan, the war, Victor, Alvin, Je'anna... Victor. I sighed, I was going to miss him so much. I was going to miss being with him. I was going to miss him holding me and telling me how much I meant to him. I shook my head, he has Je now, and he needed to stay with her, but what was she going to do about the whole choosing thing? Could I tell her and help her in some way? If she were to chose Alvin over Victor than I could have him, but what would happen to Dylan? I'd have Victor as a mate, but Dylan... He'd be mate-less, and he'd go Rouge. The pack... I couldn't bare the thought of Sam's hard work and dedication to his pack going down the drain because of me not wanting Dylan.