Chapter 82
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“Lucas sees through my future. He said that I will meet my fated mate in less than three months and that I will be married to him. A marriage that will be envied by many......”
I froze when I stood at the door and heard Della talking to Fae in the room.
A fated mate?
This statement made me a little desperate and don’t know how to react.
I have thought countless times about what would happen if Della found her fated mate.
I guessed in my countless dreams involvng Della. Would she dump the bastard Kylian immediately? Or she would rejet him? Or...would she accept me?
But I never thought that this would really happen, at this time...
It couldn’t, shouldn’t be now.
The sounds in the room continued, Fae sounded happy, but my ears were ringing, my heart was tightening, and I couldn't hear what they were saying clearly.
My mind was filled with images and plots these days.
A week ago, after the long walk we had, we finally decided to get back.
We sat at the table and drank coffee together.
Looking at Della’s expression, I knew how gloomy and complicated she was probably feeling right now.
“Can you go first? I want to rest.”
That was why when she asked me to leave. I knew she was thinking about Kylian again, but I didn’t hesitate to do as she asked.
“Of course…” I said as I stood up and turned around.
Actually I wanted to say "Stop thinking about that asshole and look at me." But she needed her space and as a gentleman I couldn't say that.
With one last look on her gloomy face, I closed the door and completely left.
While walking toward the garden and onto the pack house, I thought uncontrollably that maybe being a gentleman was wrong. All I should do was to hold Della underneath me tightly and make her moan and beg for me.
No, Albert, you are a gentleman, not a beast. More important than her love is that she cannot be hurt.
I shook my head and laughed at my own absurb thoughts. But I don't know if it was because of this dirty thought, but I suddenly started feeling hot all over my body. I seemed to be aroused, my dick beating in my pants.
My heart beat accelerated and I started feeling uncomfortable.
That’s weird.
I was acutely aware that these feelings were not the result of my imagination.
“I need a shower,” I mumbled, increasing my speed as I walked back to the pack house where my room was located.
As soon as I reached my room, I tightly held onto the knob and opened the door. I was in a hurry, but what I saw inside my room still made me freeze on my spot.
“What are you doing here?” I asked in surprise, but my voice was still laced with disgust and anger.
On my bed, Nancy was laying down on her side. She was facing me with her left elbow on the bed and her hand supporting her head. Meanwhile, her right hand was placed on top of her hip, holding onto her raised skirt.
She was giving me a full view of her bare legs.
Her moss green shirt she was wearing had a very deep V-neck collar which revealed a wide view of her cleavage. On her thin shirt, her erected nipple was also marked. It’s obvious she’s not wearing a bra.
I knew almost immediately what she wanted to do. As the son of Alpha, this scene of seduction is not new.
But I looked away in shock. Because she made me feel disgusting.
“You look stressed. I just want to help you out. How about I relieve some of your worries?” she seductively asked, making me clench my jaw and throw a glare at her.
Upon looking, I saw how she was seductively sliding the back of her hand on the voluptuous parts of her body.
Normally, I wouldn’t care nor feel anything for such cheap tricks, but my body was in a weird state right now.
I felt so hot and the mere view of a woman’s body in such a state increased my body’s libido and lust.
My hands formed in a fist as I tried hard to gain control of my body.
“Leave!” I shouted, taking a long stride toward the bed and held her wrist tightly, pulling her off my bed.
However, in the process, instead of resisting, she moved her body statistically which made her fall right onto my chest.
She immediately wrapped her arms around my nape and started so closely onto my face.
Her mouth was just an inch apart from mine while her leg was seductively sliding up and down on my shin.
Damn this woman!
Did she think a lowly bitch like her can win my favor?
I swallowed hard while fighting myself for control and rationality with my eyes looking up ahead.
My heart was beating fast, my dick was swollen and aching, but none of it was for the slut.
Nancy raised her hand and started making a circle pattern on my chest as she spoke, deliberately letting her breath blow to my neck and corner of lips. “I’m far better than Della… How about you give me a try, hmm?”
“Della is ambitious, and didn’t know her place. She’s a mere omega but acts arrogant thinking she could be a real Luna.” She let out a sarcastic laugh as she slowly lowered her hand from my chest down to my abs, to my navel, and onto my crouch, saying “And more importantly…”
She stood on her tiptoe and leaned close to my ear, whispering, “I’m way better in bed than she’ll ever be.”
"Really?" I sneered.
Taking a deep breath, I used all my anger toward her after hearing all her insults toward Della as my fuel to refute.
Just before her hand touched my manhood, I immediately grabbed her hand so tight that she squirmed in pain.
"But your touch just makes me feel sick. You know what? No matter how hard you try, even with your pathetic drug, there's no way I'm going to cum for you."
Stepping away, I smoked while breathing heavily as I controlled my body. “You’ll never be as good as Della in any aspect. You won’t even be as a quarter as she is no matter how your pathetic little ass tries.”
“Don’t ever get close to me again, or I’ll make sure you’ll suffer greatly.” I said coldly, and after that, I let out more aura and broke her hand before pushing her hard so that she had an impact on the wall before falling to the ground.
I’m sure it would heal in just a matter of minutes, but it sure would hurt like hell.
My breathing started becoming shallow and the heat I was feeling was incredibly intensified.
“You bitch, what the hell did you put on that coffee?” I angrily asked Nancy but she merely smirked.
I needed to see Della.
I want Della. Now.
I hurriedly turned around, running to the guest house where Della was residing at all while avoiding any she-wolf on my way.
Not wasting time, I knocked with desperation on her door.
Seeing my condition, she was visibly intimidated by me, which I'm sorry to say. But then she helped me out toward her bed. I was in severe heat and irritation while my sex drive was getting stronger each second.
I just laid there. Though I heard what was happening around me, I couldn’t contribute much because the effects of drugs were intensifying every minute.
The drugs made my brain confused with lust, and all I could think about was Della.
My wolf howled in my brain. I want Della.
I watched her back when she interrogated Nancy, and I wanted to press her down on this bed, kiss her lips, and then thrust int her hard and make her mine!
I don’t care if she’s still in love with Kylian anymore, I don’t care her feelings! I just want to fuck her hard!
After knowing that the wizard that made the Amare poison was dead, Della suddenly turned around and looked at me. I almost thought she saw through me.
“Albert. There’s no more choice… I… I’ll have to find you a she-wolf that will accept tp… to… do that with you…”
My heart immediately ached. There was no way in hell would I let that ever happen.
The mere thought of doing such an intimate act with someone I didn’t love; with someone who’s not Della, already made me feel sick.
No, I'd rather die than for that to happen.
She’s all that I want. If it’s not Della, I’ll rather not have sex with anyone or be with anyone for that matter.
‘Say you want her! You coward!’ my wolf scold me.
I opened my mouth and closed again.
I couldn’t.
I bit my inside cheek as emotional pain surged on me. I couldn’t demand anything from her… After all, who am I? I was just her advisor, we didn’t have any romantic relationship with each other.
But...what if she would accept me? If I confess to her now and she say yes?
A little hope suddenly lit up in my heart.
"Della, I have something important to tell you..." I started with difficulty.
But she suddenly stood up, "I got an idea!"
She ran out before I could finish my confession.
"Maybe now isn't the best opportunity," I said to myself.
But when Della comes back again, Kylian’s scent mixed on her, hickeys on her neck.
And furthermore, she was in nothing but his shirt.
Without a doubt, the intimacy they shared was pretty wild.
The marks on her body made my tolerance and hesitation so ridiculous.
Opportunity? Bullshit!
I almost didn't know how I asked, and my heart broke into a million pieces as I wait for her answer.
“Did Kylian do anything to you?” I asked even though the answer was already quite obvious.
She smiled bitterly and replied, “No, of course not. He wouldn’t bully me.”
She shrugged her shoulders and continued, “I went to Kylian and asked him to help you. Guess what? He agreed! You don’t have to worry anymore.”
She sounded so happy, but it only made me even more angry at myself.
I tried my best to sit up and immediately, I wrapped my arms around her despite the increasing lust and heat I was feeling, and embraced her.
With despair, I whispered to her, “I'd rather die than know that you’re using such a humiliating way to save me. Della.”
I looked deep in her eyes, and said with great sorrow, “I don’t deserve such sacrifice, Princess Della.”
“I don’t regret anything. Albert, you are one of my most important friends. I will do anything to save you as much as I would do for Fae. I might be a princess, but at this moment, I’m just a friend who wants you to live longer.”
A friend… Of course, what else do I expect?
That day, I thought that I had lost to time and timing. Because Kylian appeared in front of Della earlier than me;Because I ddidn’t have the perfect confession opportunity.
But today...A fated mate?
I suddenlt know, I lost to myself and my hesitation.
Kylian was her chosen mate and they were about to divorce. I knew to myself that I was a whole lot better than Kylian would ever be. I could love her much better than Kylian, and had high hopes that I would win against him in her heart sooner or later
However… I lost to my hesitation and her fated mate would appear.
How could I fight against that?
Even if it hurts, I would be left with no choice but to take a step back and give up my chance of being with Della.
“Are you alright?” I heard Della’s voice.
I looked up into her eyes. She looked so beautiful, like no other woman.
But I've lost my chance to make her mine.
I have lost. I need to...leave now.
