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Unscented (Emilia and Wesley) novel Chapter 42

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“Why didn’t you come to find me when she died?” I whispered, taking a step closer to him. “Why didn’t you save me? I begged and cried to the Goddess to take pity on me, to save me, or to at least change my goddamn eye color because that’s why she hit me almost every day!” I ripped off my shirt, tears pouring down my face.

I stood in nothing but my shorts with my hands covering my nipples and as much of my breasts as I could. I pointed to a jagged scar on my collarbone, pink and slightly raised.

“This is because I walked in on her looking at you through her seer pools, and she saw my eyes. She told me to get them out, to stop looking at her with my eyes!” I whirled around, hearing his gasp at my back. They were still ragged and painful but were almost healed and were now faint white lines.

“These were because I dared to love a wolf because I dared to be a wolf!” I thrust my wrists out, moving my

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shorts around to show him my thighs. Jagged cuts that barely scarred because of the fact I had used silver razors, constant and overwhelming little slices.

“I did this to myself because I felt so worthless. You didn’t want me, why would anyone? Why would be my mate? I had no one! I began believing my mother, and this is what happened to me.” I ripped my shirt off of the ground and pulled it back on, my eyes staring straight into his.

He had tears falling down his face, guilt so obvious in his face it hurt. But that simply angered me more, he felt guilty and in turn, it made me feel guilty. I felt pathetic, I shouldn’t give him my guilt or sorrow but I did. I turned and stormed back up the stairs, the completely silent living room practically following me as I made my way upstairs. I didn’t hear a sound until a knock sounded on the door almost an hour later, Andrew walking in. I had expected Wesley honestly, but I was okay with Andrew. I almost forgot he was my brother, but I could see how badly his own father affected him from across the room. “Hey, you okay?”

I gave him a soft smile, before nodding lightly. He

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closed the distance and pulled me into his arms, my face burying itself into his chest. I sobbed again, pathetic crocodile tears falling down my clammy cheeks. I felt my own shirt grow wet by my shoulder, proving my point of how he felt.

Andrew was crying, and it made me cry even harder. I felt like this was all my fault, and while it may or may not be, I still felt pathetic over it.

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I stood before a balcony’s closed doors, my fingers playing with themselves. I wore a velvet burgundy skater dress with quarter-length sleeves and kept my feet bare.

I was waiting on Wesley to come get me and go out on the balcony with me, to introduce me formally to his pack. I looked up when the doors to the room opened, smiling as his father and mother walked in. They were told of everything that had happened to him, his mother started crying and his father almost killed his own Beta.

I couldn’t blame him though, I came pretty damn

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close. My head snapped back up when Wesley came in behind them, smiling at the site of me. His eyes trailed my body, his long legs taking quick strides toward me. He picked me up in his arms and peppered kisses all along my skin, causing me to grin and laugh. “So beautiful, my one and only.” I gave him a chaste kiss on his lips, my stomach tying itself in knots. I could hear the crowd below the balcony and became very aware of just how large his pack was.

I rolled my lip between my teeth as Wesley spoke briefly with his father before turning and taking my hands in his, forcing me to breathe out the breath I had been holding.

“Ready?”

“Yeah, not really. But I guess we should get the show on the road.” He rolled his eyes at me, tugging on my hand as he lead me out the doors. The crowd was deafening, immediately cheering at just the mere sight of Wesley. I unconsciously hid behind him, my eyes narrowing on Andrew below us and his father by his side, sorry, my father.

It still felt so weird saying that. I came back to earth

00:04

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when Wesley began speaking on the microphone, giving some bullshit speech that I’m sure was

hundreds of years old. I’ll be honest, I had no clue what he was saying. I guess as the future Luna I should have paid attention, but I swear something shiny

caught my attention and then I was a goner. I finally looked up when he said my name, giving such a vague history and how we met.

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