Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose novel Chapter 37

**Healing Slowly But Surely**
**By R. Joseph**

**37 The Devil In My Pants.**

Zevran.

“I’m not wolfless anymore, and if you doubt me, I can show you. Let’s meet somewhere quiet. Bring your brothers, and we’ll sort this out,” Leilani said, her nonchalance evident in her shrug. Heaven help me, I was at a loss for how to process her words.

Did she really just dismiss the mate bond we shared so casually? Was it because of that Frostclaw guy?

I shook my head, trying to clear the confusion. “When did this happen? How long have you known?”

A frown creased her brow, and she shrugged as if my question was trivial. Stepping away from me, she sank into a plush sofa that looked like it could swallow her whole. “What?” she whispered, her tone playful yet challenging.

“Since when did you discover you had a wolf?”

“I’ve been aware for quite some time now… but honestly, Zevran Stormborn, it’s not really your concern, is it?”

“Of course, it is!” I exclaimed, my voice rising, startling her enough that she dropped the remote control she had been fiddling with. She turned to me, her eyes wide with surprise. “How could you keep this a secret? How could you stay silent all this time? Do you even realize that everyone thinks you’re a runt?”

She shrugged again, a flicker of defiance in her eyes. “Let them believe whatever they want. It’s none of my concern!” Her tone was sharp, and she picked up the remote like it was an afterthought. “But I can’t quite grasp why you’re so bothered by it,” she teased, tilting her head and studying me closely, “…if I didn’t know any better, I might say you seem… regretful.”

“Watch your words, Leilani!” I shot back, feeling the heat rush to my cheeks.

No way I was blushing. That was impossible, right?

‘Oh, you’re definitely blushing!’ Morwen, my wolf, chimed in smugly. I quickly shut him out, desperate to maintain my composure.

Blushing was not something I did. I had never blushed in my life, and it certainly couldn’t be because Leilani was sitting right in front of me, her curious gaze locked onto mine, a teasing smile dancing on her lips, mischief sparkling in her eyes.

Definitely not.

‘Then why’s your face so warm? Why’s there that goofy smile on your lips?’ Morwen continued, and I cast my eyes down, muttering under my breath.

‘Shut up!’

“Zevran!” Leilani’s voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back to reality. When I finally focused, I found her scrutinizing me, arms crossed and her brow furrowed in skepticism.

It was then that I caught a whiff of something delicious wafting through the air, and my stomach growled in response. I looked around the cozy room that screamed: LEILANI! and couldn’t help but smile.

“Your house is lovely,” I complimented, genuinely impressed.

“And you’ve definitely overstayed your welcome,” she shot back, her tone sharp enough to make me gulp. I dropped my gaze, confusion swirling within me.

What was wrong with me?

Why was I feeling so… emotional? So out of character?

“So… so you have a wolf?” I stammered, noticing the flicker of discomfort that crossed her face before she turned and walked away toward one of the rooms. Moments later, she returned, a large red apple in hand, and settled back into her chair with a casual grace.

“I just told you I do,” she snapped, taking a big bite of the fruit.

I found myself unable to look away as she savored the apple. For the first time in my life, I felt a pang of jealousy… over a piece of fruit.

A freaking apple!

I envied the way she sunk her teeth into it, wondering if she would ever bite into me with that same fervor. I was captivated by the way the juice glistened on her lips, the way she moaned softly as the sweetness flooded her taste buds, completely unaware of the effect she had on me.

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