Bonds at War: The Untouched is Mine novel Chapter 344

Chapter 344 Food Preferences

LUNA

I stopped looking at them for a while. It wasn’t because I didn’t care. I cared way too much, actually. That was the problem. Every time I caught a glimpse of Abel laughing, it felt like a tiny thorn pricking deeper with every second.

A few minutes ago, I’d been starving. The smell of roasted meat and buttery bread had made my stomach growl out loud. However, my appetite had vanished as quickly as Abel’s attention.

I took a small sip of water, trying to focus on something else.

But the truth was already unavoidable.

I was jealous.

Was it really going to be this fast?

I pressed my palm against my chest. I couldn’t believe myself. I’d known Abel for how long? Only a month? And most of that time, he was avoiding me. Yet here I was, sitting at a wedding reception, feeling like my heart was being shredded over something as simple as a laugh.

I wasn’t the type to lie to myself.

When my mother died, I learned the hard way that pretending not to feel something didn’t make it disappear–it only made the regret worse. I’d been so stubborn back then. I was so sure that I’d have more time to tell her I loved her. However, time wasn’t kind.

So, when I loved, I didn’t like wasting it. I wanted to acknowledge it, no matter how messy or inconvenient it was. Still, that didn’t mean I was ready to admit this to him.

I sighed and looked down at the table, tracing circles on the rim of my glass. I must’ve looked pathetic, sulking like a child left out of a secret joke. Noelle had gone to dance with Sol, and most of the other guests had joined the dance floor. I was left with my thoughts, and unfortunately, my thoughts were merciless.

I didn’t notice the shadow that fell across the table until a hand placed something down in front of me.

It was a full plate filled with all of my favorites–the roasted potatoes perfectly crisped at the edges, a slice of garlic bread, a small serving of pasta and salad, and even the little lemon tart I’d been eyeing earlier but hadn’t said anything about.

I looked

up,

startled.

Abel slid into the seat next to me without saying a word. “You didn’t eat,” he muttered simply, still not looking at me.

I stared at the food, then back at him. That was when I saw that his salad was overflowing with tomatoes. Meanwhile, mine didn’t have any. He must have noticed that I didn’t like raw tomatoes. Did he really pick them out for me?

It was all so confusing. He wasn’t even there most of the time to know about my eating habits. So, why was it that he knew these things about me? I sighed, my appetite diminishing even

more.

“Excuse me,” I said softly, standing up before he could respond. My chair scraped lightly against the floor.

I needed to clear my head.

Without waiting for him, I made my way toward the edge of the clearing, where the fairy lights faded into shadows.

In a second, I could hear him going after me. I hastened my steps even though I knew it was pointless. He was a werewolf, for crying out loud. He could catch me in a heartbeat if he wanted to. Still, I tried.

“Luna,” he called out.

I ignored him and kept walking, my heels crunching against the path that curved around the back of the reception venue. The laughter and music faded behind me, replaced by the whisper of wind through trees.

“Stop,” he said.

I didn’t.

And then, I felt his hand wrap around my wrist.

He turned me around gently but decisively, his brows furrowing when he saw my face. “What’s wrong?”

I looked at him, and the words tangled somewhere between my throat and my pride. “Nothing.”

His eyes narrowed slightly. “You expect me to believe that?”

I sighed, tugging my wrist weakly, but he didn’t let go. I didn’t want to say it out loud. I didn’t even know how to explain it. What was I supposed to say? I’m jealous because you were laughing with another woman for five minutes. That sounded childish even in

Like I said, I didn’t want to say anything I wasn’t sure of.

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