She realized that Hector hadn’t rejected her yet. Then how was it that she had feelings for Hunter? This was all so wrong What was it that she was missing? Was this just love? Or was this lust? Nothing made sense.
For the time the realization hit her like a punch in her gut and sadness marred her beautiful feelings. She should have rejected Hector before coming to the Veil. Because now how would she do that? At least she could have moved forward.
Thinking of Hector made her feel like throwing up. Over the past she had experienced way too many heartaches and stomachaches. Often, she would double up in pain at nights and sometimes during the day too. She knew why this was happening. This was because Hector must be having ***with Victoria.
River would cry as to why it was that the Moon Goddess chose to punish the female while the male enjoyed it.
Now all over again, she was beginning to get the same ache. But River stayed quiet by biting her lips as she caught hold of her stomach and suffered silently in the bath. The pain was so strong that it punched the breath out of her. The pain subsided after almost twenty minutes and by that time she was a crying mess.
Somehow, River dragged herself out of the bathroom back into her bedroom, not having the energy to change also. When she came into the bedroom, she saw that Hunter wasn’t there. “Thank goddess,” she cried and went directly to the bed to lie down in her towel. After such a beautiful evening she was miserable that it ended like this.
“River?” Hunter’s voice woke her up with a start. He was sitting by her side on the edge of her bed and stroking her hair. She turned her face towards him and saw that his brows were furrowed. “Were you crying?” he asked. Her tear-stained cheeks were red and her lips were swollen like that of a baby. She was curled in a ball.
“N-no,” she lied.
He continued to stroke her hair with his long fingers as he assessed her face. “You can tell me what is wrong. If you are not happy with what happened-“
“No, it’s not that,” she replied immediately. How could something so wonderful make her unhappy?
“Then what is it? Did someone insult you again?”
She chuckled. “No.”
Taking in a deep breath, he thought that perhaps she needed space. “Then have some coffee and tuna sandwich. I made it for you,” he said, pointing at the plate on the bedside table.
She got up, her body still wrapped in the towel and accepted the tuna sandwich. It warmed her heart when he made things for her. As she ate her sandwich, he looked at her fondly. “How is it?” he asked curiously.
“It is great,” she replied, chewing on it and then sipping the coffee.
Hunter got up and brought a nightgown for her and when he placed it beside her, he saw black and blue marks on the side of her belly through a slit in her towel. “How did you get that?” he growled, his body going tense.
The war between werewolves and Lycans was brewing up. There were some werewolves who were constantly attacking the Lycans and wanted to get in the Veil or when the Lycans visited outside the Veil, they were attacked. In his previous trips to the human world he had seldom had such encounters. He was trying his best to get to the root of the problem, but he wasn’t able to find who was the leader of this attack.
With River in his life he had calmed down a lot, but now she was his utmost priority If anyone came to know that she was his mate, he was sure that they would try to harm her as much as possible, not because they would want to harm her, but because they would want to get to him.
“Tell me!” he insisted.
Embarrassed, River quickly covered her skin as a pale blush dusted her cheeks. “It’s nothing,” she murmured.
But Hunter wasn’t a ***. He narrowed his eyes on her and asked her again in his commanding Alpha,
“How did you get that, River?
She winced. “It’s nothing much, Alpha Hunter,” she hid it from him. How could she say that Hector was her mate and that he was cheating on her? But her lips trembled when she hid it.
Not convinced, Hunter took a step closer to her, his wolf raging on the inside. “Did you fall down somewhere? Did anyone hit you, push you or-“
“No!” she shook her head and lowered her head. “It’s nothing. Please don’t worry so much!” She picked up her nightgown and slipped it on her body in a way that her bruises were hidden at all times.
A muscle feathered on his jaw as he clenched it. “Don’t hide it from me, River. Remember you are in the castle under my protection. So tell me how did that happen and I am going to make sure that whosoever did this is punished!”
River lifted her head up, her eyes moist. “It is not a good story, Alpha Hunter. I don’t want to bother you with it.”
“Not a good story?” Hunter spat. He came to sit in front of her and took her hands in his. “You can tell me every bad. story of yours. I am there for you to listen to them.”
Feeling a thousand shades miserable, she said, “Alpha Maxim’s son, Hector is my mate, but the day I came to know that he is my mate, I saw him marking another girl of our school, Victoria.”
Hunter’s world came crashing down. It was as if someone had punched him with a boulder. Dread blasted inside his chest and his stomach plummeted to the floor. He thought his entire world had shattered and then some more. River had a mate? And he separated her from him? Wait. “What?”
Hunter asked, not believing her. “He sank his fangs in another girl knowing that you are his mate?”
“Yes,” River said in a low voice. “And that is why my wolf is sleeping. She was… traumatized.”
***just good bad. Hunter got up, his knees shaky, his mind in a turmoil. Could his life go any worse? He was so flustered that he didn’t know what to do. He covered his ***with his hands as blood drained from his face.
Hunter took heavy steps towards the fire hearth and sank on the rug. His eyes watched the flames in the fireplace that rippled softly, and the longer he stared at them, the more his mind became tumultuous.
River had a mate… but did he reject her? She had so many bruises when he had first met her, but he was sure that it was what her father and mother had done to her.
But these black and blue marks were something else, and he didn’t want to believe it. A surge of restless energy poured back through him and in its rush, it drummed his fear and panic. He stabbed his fingers in his hair. And if he was feeling like this, what was going on with River. He wanted to get up and comfort her, but he was not comfortable with himself. So, he got up and walked out of the room, his legs shaky, his body numb, his mind- well that was different.
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