1. Her Secret

EVANGELINE.

I am fighting my tears as I run out the gates of the castle, trying not to let his lies and deception shatter me entirely.

A part of me is telling me to calm down and go back to him and make it clear he’s mine alone, but another part is telling me I had given him chances and it isn’t outside the norm for alphas to have mistresses.

Just the way his brothers and his father do…

I bite back a whimpering sob as Luna curls up within my mind.

Weren’t mates supposed to be one for one?

‘He won’t betray us.’ Luna whispers.

I can feel her pain but she’s still trying to comfort me.

‘Won’t he?’ Evelyn murmurs, unhelpfully.

Nothing I do can remove the image of him hugging her from my mind and even when I was trying to make sense of it, he was hell-bent on protecting her.

I keep running, speeding up when I sense others hot on my heels. It’s not hard to outrun them, although I know I can simply command them to stop and they would have to, but I don’t want to abuse my powers.

Soon, I find myself at the river bank, yet even the soothing sound of the gushing water does nothing to help the discord that has settled within me.

I approach the river and stare down at my reflection. My white fur seems to almost glow and my brilliant blue eyes are full of sadness.

No one explains how painful love can be…

I whimper softly as I walk along the riverbank until I spot a place down by the rocks and leap down, curling up pitifully. Anyone passing wouldn’t be able to see me unless they specifically look for me and step to the edge of the rocky cliff.

‘We need to go back to him.’ Luna urges, but I don’t want to hear it.

Not right now… I just need to collect my thoughts.

‘I know… but for now, I just want to be left alone.’ I reply, trying to hide my tears.

I can hide from Evelyn but there is no way to hide from Luna. She is my counterpart, a part of

Closing my eyes, I try to hide the pain that is crushing my heart.

The way he told me to stay quiet… his protective growl… but one that was not in my defence but hers.

I whimper, curling up tighter when I suddenly smell her.

The last person I want to see right now…

I hear the sound of bones snapping and don’t bother looking up.

“Evangeline, can we talk?” Isabella’s voice comes softly.

‘No.’ I reply.

to explain myself, then I promise I will not be

her. Recently I was even coming around to her, pushing away the doubts I had, only for them to be proven correct.

of

eighteenth birthday one of my friends had added a strong dose of herbs to the drinks to get us all drunk… and in that state, we did make out, but that was it,

something had

That hurt…

didn’t he just tell

pretended nothing had.

one who had come on to him, but it was just a one-off thing… Yes, there

had a crush on him, but I promise you on my child’s

but I know it’s more because she doesn’t want me

I am the goddess. Why would I run from

as she continues.

on a trip and we got intimate… but when I woke up… naked and alone in that bed, with the potent smell of blood filled my nose. I panicked, thinking something had happened to him. But… what I saw was far worse. We were no longer alone

everywhere. It was a nightmare… I wish I

the fear in her voice, and the thumping of her heart as her words

naked as she sits there a few feet away from me, her arms. wrapped around her knees as she stares at the rippling water, unseeing, the haunted look in her eyes tells me she’s

“Then?’ I ask.

what to do. I clutched the bedding to me and asked him what was going on? Do you know what my

see that she has been hiding so much more than I could have ever imagined. She’s not the sparky Isa, just a woman

Her voice breaks and she takes a

taste, go right ahead. My own fated mate

makes me sick. I know I have overreacted, but more than her, I’m angry

similar position to her, and pulling my knees up against my chest as

if he finds out that I had his child, he’ll want my son.’

like a monster. No, he is a

right to know and perhaps I would have been ok with him pretending the child is his, but to hide things from me…” I say quietly.

cause a rift between the two of you …

moon

I almost smile.

is a true blessing. I wouldn’t want to take that away from anyone.”

of emotions, and I ask her the question that I’m not

“Who is he?”

tilts her head. “My so-called mate?”

eyes shadow before she answers

beast of

as the ominous feeling of foreboding envelops

know of

even say that he doesn’t exist because he is never seen… yet the whispers of the horrors of

son from him, because if he knows of his existence… he

to make sense

I’m sorry for

this is my fault, and I should never have involved

you shouldn’t have, especially when I’m still alive.” Kash’s

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