273-1 Wronged Him?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeline:\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI came, and I heard you. In fact, I saw you talk to your friend about me,\u201d he uttered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At this point, I began to wonder if he was talking about a different day.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou heard me talk to my friend? Which friend?\u201d I asked him in confusion, because I guessed if he was my friend, he would have known that I never had a friend apart from him and the other alphas. 2\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMadeline, you should be asking me what I heard you talking about,\u201d he mumbled, sighing and then leaning back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you hear me talk about?\u201d I asked him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He turned his head just enough to look me in the eye, and it sent a shiver down my spine.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSay it,\u201d I demanded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He gave his head a nod, almost like convincing himself that it was acceptable to tell me what he had heard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat I\u2019m a loser. That I\u2019m a weak man, a coward, and you would rather be with everybody else than me. Basically, all that and worse that you have written in the text messages. But this time, it was indeed you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I went completely numb for a moment, pointing at my chest. \u201cYou heard me or you saw me?\u201d I asked him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMadeline, I saw you with my own eyes. You were wandering around in the kitchen. You had your phone next to your ear, and you were talking to your friend. You were talking about my past, the things that I never told anyone. You were mocking, you were belittling me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter halted his words and gave me a hand gesture.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow about we just sleep now?\u201d he demanded, and the sternness in his voice told me that he was still angry about it.\u201cNo, I\u2019m not moving away from your couch,\u201d I grunted at him angrily, and he frowned at me, looking upset that I had the nerve to stay stubborn after he told me what he knew about me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t look at me like that. I\u2019m not guilty,\u201d I snapped at him and then closed my eyes to calm my breaths.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I did not do any of what you are accusing me of,\u201d I finished as I opened my eyes and watched him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
However, his expression did not change. There was no shock or confusion on his face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI knew you would say something like that,\u201d he muttered, rubbing his hands on his thighs and then turning to me once again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI had figured out that maybe it is your wolf. Remember when you first transitioned, you did not remember anything. You had blackouts. So maybe your wolf was taking over your body when you turned eighteen, and she was speaking things for you.\u201d He tried to explain, and for a moment, even I began to ponder it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s okay, though. I have no hard feelings for you,\u201d he uttered, but I felt horrible.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The things he told me, if those were the things he saw me say, then he had every right to leave me there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And that angered me. If he had seen me say all that, expose his secrets, call him a spineless man or not even a man, then why did he take care of me?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why did he step up to marry me?\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
27-1 Wrong H\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Baxter, I don\u2019t understand. I could never say that. My wolf would never say that,\u201d I argued, but his expression remained the same.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It looked like there was no denial in what he had seen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s not think about it. Maybe you will get answers from your wolf. I don\u2019t blame you anymore,\u201d he spoke softly but shifted his eyes from me and adjusted his pillow, which was a sign that he needed to rest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So I began to get up from the couch. I stepped away and watched him lie down and place his arm over his eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stayed there watching him and then turned to leave for the room, but not before I heard him say.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll go out tomorrow morning. I will look around and try to figure out what is happening here and also if there are any more cases of the sickness.\u201d He explained this as if giving me reassurance that I should go and sleep and that there was no bad blood between us, that we were still working as a team.\u00a0<\/p>\n
All I could do was nod my head.As I returned to my room, I sat on the couch and watched my children sleep peacefully.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLena,\u201d I whispered, getting the attention of my wolf, \u201cyou heard what he said, didn\u2019t you?\u201d I asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My fingers clutched together, my body hunched over, and my elbows rested on my thighs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My forearms were horizontal to my thighs, and my fingers stayed clasped in front of me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI did,\u201d she replied.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd do you want to explain anything to me?\u201d I asked her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Ruby Walker is a rising voice in the world of romance and spicy fiction. With a gift for weaving deep emotions, sizzling chemistry, and unexpected twists, her stories are a blend of passion and drama that captivate readers from start to finish. Ruby\u2019s writing style is bold and irresistible\u2014perfect for those who crave intense, addictive love stories.<\/p>\n
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