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The sound of the slap seemed to lingered. None dare to open their mouth to speak.
Everything was starting to make sense now.
So Lucien really did have feelings for Charmaine. I wasn‘ t imagining things all this time. My gut was right. That explains why he was always so eager to be there for her, more than for anyone else. More than for me.
Not even Fate or our mating bond can stop him from following Charm around like some obsessive dog who always wants to be there for his possessive master.
Charmaine broke the silence. “Vesta, calm down. There has to be some kind of misunderstanding,” she urged, her voice reverberating with fake concern.
“Oh, there is a misunderstanding!” I turned to Alpha Lucien, who’s still clutching his face from my slap. “You‘ re
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dating me but you also want to date Charm?” I hissed, “Where does your loyalty and heart really lies, Alpha? Or it doesn’t get tired in living in lies?”
“Vesta, I’m sorry I missed our anniversary.” Alpha Lucien‘ s voice blasts. through the tension with a finality in hist tone. He rarely apologized. In fact, he never apologized. He will not say sorry, especially not to my face and in front of the love of his life. “Charmaine is just like a sister to me, nothing more,” he insisted.
“You know this. I’ve told you before many times.”
The air went frigid. I glanced sideways at Thomas and Charmaine.
The Beta tossed Charmaine a concerned
look while Charm‘ s gaze was fixated on Lucien, her face pale and void of emotion.
For once, I might have thought that there’s a love triangle between the three
bestfriends.
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I let out a bitter, emotionless laugh and pivoted back to Lucien. “It doesn’t matter, Alpha. Whatever your relationship with her truly is, I meant what I said. We’re done and done for good. Don’t ever call me or chase me or send me some breakfast through your butlers.”
My mate reached out, trying to grasp my hand for one last time.
I jerked away and almost collided with the wall. “Don‘ t.” My voice was low and vicious, “Don’t touch me ever again…and stop looking for me. Go worship Charmaine. She’s the one you truly love, isn’t she?”
I don’t need to glimpse over them to know their reaction. I went home straight
after that.
I was exhausted but at least, my plan was easier executed than thought of.
Now…now I’m fucking free.
Meslek
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My apartment has become my tomb once again, drowning my sorrows in red wine. that Francis gifted me earlier.
Happy memories, along with traumatizing memories, flashed before me.
And then it hit me. A decision struck me and cleaved my heart in two.
I opened my phone and my laptop simultaneously and deleted every picture that Lucien and I shared. Every message, every post that I made with him or a post. that tag me—I deleted it.
I blocked him in all forms of social media along with his bestfriend. Charmaine is already no longer on my friendslist.
I erased every trace that Lucien had left.
I want to cleanse my present life from him so that I can face the future free from my past. I never want to remember him again or let him invade my thoughts ever again.
Then my wolf whispered, “Why didn‘ t
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you do that sooner?”
It was because I still keep hoping under the moon that we will one day be a couple full of love. But we never were–never have been.
Lucien‘ s interest in me was temporary, short–lived. It’s as if to only show the Brightheart Pack that he cares about Omegas like me when behind my back, he’s busy spending his time with his
‘more–than–friends‘ friends.
It was foolish of me to hope for the betterment of us. Now, all I‘ m tasting is the bitter aftertaste of a breakup.
It was foolish of me to love him when it‘
obvious that his heart beats for Charmaine.
That’s how pathetic I was. I wasted my five years and more for someone like Lucien. I had worshiped him, dedicated my very existence to him. And yet…he never saw me the same way as I did. He didn’t even show an inkling of what I’ve shown
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him towards me.
Days and weeks seemed to blur together, I’ve poured my heart into my work as a training Healer.
I wouldn’t drown myself in regret and self–loathing. I am still Vesta Blake even without Alpha Lucien.
Every time Francis gave us a lecture about more advanced topics in medicine, I listened attentively. I didn’t waste a breath to jump at the chance to learn even more. I work and work and work; I study and learn and listen. I become obsessive with my work as a training Healer to the point the pack’s hospital becomes my primary home.
I will turn these heartbreaking emotions. into a jaw–dropping amount of productivity.
Francis became impressed as each day. passed. But he became suspicious and worrisome one day, face scowling and
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brows arching.
“What’s wrong, Franz?” I asked him as soon as I closed my laptop after a presentation of stitching a wound near the heart if a silver bullet passed through it.
His lips flattened. “You seem to not be yourself lately, Blake.”
Francis and I used to be elose friends in college. He’s my senior and he befriended
me even before I met Lucien. He comes from an elite family of Betas. But his mother is the previous pack hospital‘ s director so, as the eldest son, he followed his mother’s footsteps.
“What?” I chuckled anxiously. “I‘ m still Vesta Blake!”
Now, our friendship is more professional
and work–related.
“Is
your breakup with the Alpha the cause of this?” He inclined his head. “Or
perhaps it’s the result of this?”
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I shook my head vehemently. “Francis, I just enjoy my work. I love my job, you very well know that.”
“I’ve never seen you this hardworking before. You graduated with a course of Basic Medicine only but now…you re learning as if you want to be my protegee. Not even since you graduated from college you‘ re this driven.”
I forced a smile. “Franz, you‘ re just being too observant that you‘ re making up conclusions.” He then shrugged when I tried to insist that it’s not because of me and Lucien’s breakup.
“You’ve done enough for the day. Let’s go home, my mate is already waiting for me,” Francis said rather casually.
Even with the simple dismissal, I can taste him upset as I licked my lower lips.
Francis offered to drive me home. I tried to decline as it made me awkward being alone in a car with a mated male, but his
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insistence left me with no choice but to
agree.
As I stepped out of the car in front of my apartment building, a familiar scent flared my nose and punched me in the heart.
It was the scent of cedar and pine.
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