Does that mean he doesn’t believe me? No! Emmet practically admitted to me that he had hit her and that I should mind my own business! I am about to speak when he places his thumb against my lips, his fingers curling under my chin, making my core clench.
“Let me finish.” I nod slowly, very aware of his finger against my lips. “I then spoke to Jackie, who, unlike Emmet, isn’t really good at lying. There is something going on between them, and I will get to the bottom of it. For now, I’ve removed Emmet from the position of Delta until I look into this properly. I need Jackie to speak before I can do anything, but rest assured, I will not let anyone get away with abuse.”
Every word he speaks affects me. He didn’t need to explain this to me, yet here he is explaining it all, and I sure as hell appreciate it. I nod. His finger is still on my lips, and when I part them to speak, his finger brushes down my lower lip before he removes his hand, making me swallow. His eyes flash when I lick my lips, and I look down, staring at his neck rather than those piercing eyes.
“I… thanks for letting me know. You didn’t need to, and Iactually appreciate it,” I reply, my throat feeling far too dry, and it suddenly feels too hot in here.
“I also want to apologise,” he murmurs, frowning deeply. Apologise? I look up sharply as he stands straight and steps back.
“For?” I ask.
“For overreacting when I found out you spent time with Corrado. Not only did I hurt you, but I abused my position as someone who is stronger -“
“Oh, please, I did equal damage,” I scoff. “I’m just as strong as you.” Is he actually apologising? What the hell has he eaten? Wait, is he drunk or something? Something is up… this is too suspicious…
“Yeah, sure,” he replies in a tone that makes it clear he doesn’t think so. I cross my arms now, looking at him defiantly.
“Wanna try me?” I challenge.
“I already did,” comes his cocky reply.
Our eyes meet, my eyes widening in surprise and my core knots. Oh, this guy is totally messing with my head…
Losing It
Azura
“Imean in a fight,” I mutter. He raises his eyebrow.
“That’s what I meant.” He remarks. Wait, no, he… “Is your mind always in the gutter, or do I simply get to you?” Of course, you do. You damn annoying Rossi.
“Don’t get so full of yourself,” I scoff.
“Am I wrong?”
“If I want my mind to be in the damn gutter, I have every right to keep it there. I don’t need anyone’s approval,” I retort, annoyed when he cages me between the worktop once more.
“Even if it involves me?”
“Yes, because it’s my mind. So, whether I imagine you naked, or in a pair of neon pink boxers, that’s my mind, my choice.”
“Oh? So, if I imagine you naked, that’s totally okay?”
“Why? Do you?” I challenge.
He doesn’t reply, his eyes trailing over me before they slowly flick up to meet mine, and I know I have gotten my answer. I see him swallow, his eyes darkening when they skim to my lips. My entire body is reacting to his closeness. Even with the bond that is hanging on by only a thread, only in need of a few words from me to break, I can still feel the intense pull that comes with it…
“You broke up with Nikki,” I blurt out. Wow, nice going, Azura. His eyes snap to mine, and I feel him tense slightly. Hesuddenly moves back and turns his back on me.
“That’s none of your concern.” His voice is hard, and I feel a pang of pain wash through me. So does he blame me for that? “I came here to apologise and that’s what I’ll do.” His voice is low as he turns back toward me, his gaze falling to my neck. “I’m sorry for marking you, and for rejecting you. I never should have done either.” Those words cut like a knife, but I do my best to hide the emotions that are threatening to drown me.
“Both?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. His eyes meet mine and he nods.
“Yeah, both. I was clouded by my anger, and I was fighting myself, and so I’m fucking sorry for fucking up your life with what I did. I’ve already begun working on tracking down this ex of yours and once I have… you can return home.”
“Got it.” I feel as if I have been thrown into a pool of icy water. “So, since you regret it all, I guess you regret fucking me, too,” I spit, feeling my anger rising.
“No. Why should I regret that?”
His arrogance makes my anger flare. Who the fuck does he think he is? I scoff, closing the gap between us and shoving him. My heart is thundering, and my head is beginning to squeeze as pressure begins building. I am losing control of my anger.
“Why not? Because that didn’t have any fucking consequences?” I ask icily, glaring up at him. If only you fucking knew. I want a reaction; I want him to lose his shit so I can lose mine.
“Calm down,” his icy-calm reply comes.
“Don’t! Don’t tell me to calm down. Do you know how I felt after being fucked, marked, and then rejected? My wolf is still weakened! I don’t feel her as strongly as I used to! I was in so much pain that I fainted, and you left me! I gave you everything, yet you were okay to fuck me even though you had a woman, making me feel even worse!” He isn’t reacting, not even stoppingme from attacking him. I continue to shove him, wanting to see him stumble. “Do you know how I felt when I had to beg someone to give me a phone so I could call my brother? Do you know how it felt to see the rage in his eyes and begging him not to fucking find you because of who you are?” His eyes flash but he says nothing.
“If you really regret marking me, then go mark someone else so I can have this off me!” I scream, shoving him. “At least let me live my fucking life without having this scar as a fucking reminder of you!”
Needing a way to unleash my anger, I extract my claws, ready to plunge them into my own neck and rip off his mark, but before I can even dig my claws into myself, he has grabbed my hand, closing his large hand over mine, and turns me. Pulling my back against his chest, his other arm tightens around my waist as I thrash around, my heart thundering.
“Hush…” His voice is low, and even as I struggle against him, he refuses to let me go.
“Don’t tell me to calm down!” I hiss, trying to elbow him, but, unlike Emmet, he is far stronger.
“Listen to me, little she-wolf… I only meant I didn’t regret the rest of that night because it was fucking perfect. But marking you… like you said, I ruined your life, and I know I did. I fucking did… and I regret the rejection because of the pain I put you through… I’m sorry, I’m fucking sorry. I want to be a better person than them, but I fucked up, too… I’m no better. This has nothing to do with you.”
I still in his arms. You’re wrong… it has everything to do with me. Nothing can break my spirit, but I am teetering on the edge of despair. I don’t know what I want… but earlier… when I knew he had broken up with Nikki, I had subconsciously held out hope…
“It has everything to do with me… because of who I am, right?”
I say quietly. His face is so close to mine, pressed against the side of my head, and I feel broken. He remains silent for a moment. “You regret rejecting me because of the pain… but you still wouldn’t accept me, correct?”
He stays silent and I have my answer. I sigh, pulling free from his hold. This time he lets go of me and I turn, looking up at him blankly.
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