“I don’t know if they’re alive.” I lied. “Hunter killed my parents on the wedding day, I imagine he did the same with the
The heat in my chest stirred. I didn’t need to look up to know who
rest
of my
uv packi
was. I was already getting used to my body’s involuntary reactions to him.
At first, I thought it was just my heat reacting to his presence, but then I realized it was my body reacting to him because of the damn mating band.
“Your fiance is an idiot, Alexandra shot.
“Ex–fiance, Fenrir cut in.
My hairs stood on end at the sound of his voice. I had been avoiding him since everything happened. I barely looked at him, we exchanged no more than two words, and I didn’t care to be near him. It was clear. Alexandra, Andrei, and Anton, who were always around, had noticed.
The omega even asked me once what had happened, and I played dumb. If they knew about Fenrir and Marilyn, they were hiding it very well.
1 raised my face, looking at him for the first time in a long time. But then the damn she wolf appeared behind him, walking past his side,
I turned to the counter immediately, ignoring them.
I needed the pack’s approval. I needed them to like me, to accept me, so I could bring my sister. Only then would I have peace. Only then could I live happily.
The pack would keep us safe. We could find work, build a house for the two of us. I would continue ignoring Fenrir, just as I had been doing, and carry on with my life.
Selena, for now, was safe and, above all, free. Fenrir and the others would only know about her when I was sure this place would work for us both.
I wouldn’t let them use her against me, like Ifunter was doing, hunting her like a trastor,
She was my weak point. And weak points were to be kept secret.
“I didn’t know you had a fiance,” Marilyn murmured, stopping beside Andrei,
I didn’t respond. We weren’t friends; she didn’t have the right to talk to me as if we had some kind of intimacy.
“One who will be dead soon,” F
Fenrir retorted, breaking the silence that had stretched
Andrei and Alexandra seemed to sense the tension in the air, palpable since they approached.
I turned to the oven, checking the temperature.
I needed to grease the molds and pour the batter into them to st
start baking the cupcakes.
“What are you doing? Marilyn asked in a melodious tune..
With my back to them, I closed my eyes, pressing them tightly. I hated her. I hated Fenrir, I hated both of them. And I hated the situation I was in, having to endure her presence as if everything was fine when it clearly wasn’t.
I tried to hide it, to be as unpredictable as possible, but the constant presence of the she–woll was making things very difficult.
She’s making cakes to take to the pups at school, Nicoleta answered, coming out of the pantry with a broom in hand
I spun on my heels, returning to the counter. Fenrir approached, leaning beside me. I stared at him, swallowing hard.
The silver in his eyes was
was intense, blending with the blue.
“This is… nice of you,” he said, though he didn’t sound particularly convinced, moved, or anything like that, about my actions.
“Didn’t I say?” Alexandra cut in, standing up from her chale. “I thought it was really nice. Mihaels will love it, and especially the pups. It’s not every day they pet chocolate cupcakes at school”
I smiled at her, ignoring Fenrir.
“It’s nothing special, I’ve said it. I like to cook, and I do it with pleasure.”
Marilyn made a sound of disdain with her throat.
the type who does things to receive compliments and, when you get them, pretends you can’t handle them? She winked, fluttering her long lashes
I tilted my head to the side, glaring at her.
In my mind, she exploded and died in a tragic way, freeing me from having g to deal with her presence. But that only happened in my mind, unfortunately.
“Actually, I do things because they matter to me, not because I expect applause, Compliments are nice, of course, but they aren’t the fuel for my actions. I know my worth, with or without them. I cut in, hissing.
I felt like I was on the edge. My wolf, who never got involved in these stupid provocations, was ready to take control. To her, it was an offense to be in the same space as the omega
Andrei and Alexandra entered into an engaged conversation with Fenrir, as if they were trying to break the tense atmosphere that had settled. Not even Nicoleta spoke up, retreating a few steps and disappearing upstairs as if she wanted to escape the confrontation.
I turned back to the oven, ignoring them, and crossed my arms, staring at the timer, praying it would go off so I could put the cupcakes in the oven. I would go to the lake for a swim and enjoy the warm day. There, there wouldn’t be Marilyn or Fenrir.
The lake and my room had become my favorite places. It was easy to ignore them, and I could be alone with the only book 1 had, rereading the same story for the hundredth time.
From my peripheral vision, I noticed movement beside me, but I continued ignoring it. When the oven beeped, I sighed, relieved.
Marilyn was
was leaning on the counter, very close to where the batter rested. I stopped beside her and pulled the bowl away quickly before going to grease the molds and pour the right amount into each one. Then, I took them to the oven, choosing the right time for them to be ready
I walked away from the Litchen, heading for the door.
“Where are you going? Alexandra asked.
“I’m going to get some fresh air,” I replied, with my back to them. “I’ll be back as soon as the cupcakes are ready so we can take them to the pups.”
She didn’t respond. I only heard the low growd from Fentir, as if disapproving of my attitude.
I smiled, satisfied.
