Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha – Chapter 92
Leander
I sat back on my knees. A few wolves remained around us, but most had already left, sufficiently sated enough to stop f*****g for the time it took to make it home where they would likely continue through the night.
Hycinth still hadn’t said a word after my pleas to stay and declaration of love. Instead, she lay perfectly still, eyes closed, her breathing uneven. A single tear rolled down her cheek.
had my answer…
o even swallow past the boulder lo
rything we h
she still wasn’t con
k of hope inside my chest died.
e took it, letting me help her up.
p my voice steady.
me guide her back to the cottage.
intention to walk away. But by now, the point seemed moot. We’d spent three days completely bare together. What were thirty more minutes?
ed and my stomach churned. When we finished, I turned off the
a and I…will leave in the morning.”
ng?
ack and briskly rubbed down my body. “You…don’t have to leave right away…
ad, containing her wet hair, and pulled a waiting singlet from nearby over her head.
itterly, unable to control my emotions.
breath and turned to face me. The edges of her face were lined with sorrow. Her bottom lip quivered. “I’m sorry…this is how it has to be.”
t didn’t have to be this way…I wanted to scream. But instead, I just clenched my
to the packhouse was equally quiet, both lost in our own thoughts.
”
She clearly wasn’t waiting fo
nearest chair and sank down.
to miss even one moment.
ow?
in my body ached from the last three days vigorous exercise. But I’d known ahead of time it was going to be a challenge. I
door, I opened it and was shocked to find Eve
e you doing here?!”I whispered, alarm edging my
r him not to be buried inside Gwen all night long.
r, nor did he ask before stepping inside, making his way past me. I watched in stunned silence as his keen senses took in the details around him- Hycinth asleep in the bed, my si
dn’t wake Hycinth.
you.”
What??
hell was he talking about
he continued, “I can feel it, Leander. Throug
s that even possibl
isn’t she?”
t working. All I could do was no
en returned. “Did you tell her the truth?” he demanded, his tone almost accusatory. I didn’t appreciate it.
t on a silver platter and do you know what she said?”
d through gritted teeth, “What did she say?”
o do it for you, do this one thing for me. If our friendship has ever mattered to you at all, I am begging you, do this one thing for me,” he pleaded, his eyes glistening.
re asking me to do?”
’t change his mind.
F**k!
a good outcome but hope was a dangerous thing, and I wasn’t sure I wanted any. I was