Chapter 395


    395-Sometimes Sweet, Mostly Bitter?


    “What did you say?” Corbin shook his head as if he was not sure if he heard me


    correctly, but then he ced a hand on his chest as he felt the mate bond


    shaking.


    “You rejected me?” he grimaced, tilting his head and fixing an angry re on my


    face. I was hesitant and afraid of his reaction, but then the counselors started to


    walk out after sorting out everything for the night. I felt like it was my chance to


    Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.


    leave.


    Enter title…


    “Alpha King Corbin. I know you must be hurting, but justice is what we cannot


    look away from,” the old man started having a word with him while he looked


    distracted. I could tell he was thinking of a million ways to kill the old man who


    was stopping him froming after me.


    I sprinted out of there and reached the bus stop in a few minutes. I was out of


    breath, panting, and breathing with difficulty. The instant the bus arrived, I


    climbed into it. It was odd that Lazio didn’te to pick me up.


    “Ah!” I sighed, holding a hand to my chest, and felt miserable. I hated it. I was


    not used to this life. Even when I didn’t have my powers, I used to fight and take


    a stand for myself. I knew back then that somehow I would survive, but it was


    Thankfully, Corbin didn’t follow me, or maybe he lost my scent. I almost tripped


    when getting off the bus. I had a lot nned for the next day. Now that the trial


    has ended, I could join the office with Lazio as his secretary, just like he had


    suggested.


    I figured it would be a good way to keep myself motivated and keep going, even


    when life seems so boring now.


    Walking my way into the pack, I finally arrived at the mansion- my mansion. The


    home that I shared with my husband, Lazio.


    “I am home!” I voiced, stepping inside and taking off my shoes at the entrance


    because they were all muddy. It had been raining for the past few days, so


    everywhere was just muddy and wet.


    I walked into the dining room to find Lazio sitting in the dark with all the food


    disyed before him.


    “What is it?” I asked, looking around at the cold food and burned-out candles.


    “You forgot?” He sighed, leaning back against the chair and deepening the stare


    with me.


    “I forgot wh—, Oh!” I pped my forehead, feeling like a fool for not


    remembering that he had told me he was going to prepare a dinner for me to


    celebrate the victory.


    “I didn’t forget. I stayed for his punishment,” I answered, pulling a chair out to sit


    and eat with him.


    “It is all cold,” he said in a rough tone. “Why did you stay? You wanted justice;


    you got it. Why stay for such violence?” He said this as he rose from his chair,


    filling my te only to take it away and warm the food for me.


    “I wanted to see him suffer. I bet Thiago suffered more even if


    he couldn’t remember the whole thing,” I said, epting the te back and


    starting to eat.


    “Okay! Now that it is all over, can we forget about it? I want us to start living


    happily now. Enya! We are not those teens anymore who used to walk around


    and do anything they wanted. We are taking care of my pack and even the


    office. I want us to work like a couple, like two partners in crime,” he smiled


    when touching my hand. I had to force a smile and make it look like I


    understood. It was just that things were not at all sweet between us. I don’t


    know how he managed to convince himself to cook for me tonight, but he hadn’t


    done that in two years.


    “You are right. You will not hear a singleint from my side.” I smiled and


    started eating, “Mumm! This is delicious,” I said.


    “Thank you. I spent the entire day preparing it. Even messed up a few times.”


    He took thepliment with a smile and then cleared his throat to say, “You are


    I have asked him to give me some time before I join the office. I wanted to focus


    entirely on this trial.


    “Yes. But Lazio! I have something else to tell you,” I whispered, like I was guilty


    of something. What happened between Corbin and me needed to be discussed.


    “What happened?” he asked, focusing on the food most of the time.


    “Corbin came to me. He wanted to talk about taking me to his pack.” I delivered


    only the bare minimum of the chat to him and watched his mood get ruined.


    “Hm! When is he going to quit? He is so clingy,” he shook his head in disbelief.


    “I think he would stop eventually now that I have—,” I passed when Lazio raised


    his head to look at me.


    “You have done what?” he asked, looking curious.


    “He made me so angry that I — I rejected him,” I said with a sigh heaving


    across my lips. Lazio sat in silence for a minute before he mmed his spoon


    on the table and his napkin on his te.


    “What have I told you about not making decisions out of anger? Don’t you know


    today was the worst day for him? He was looking for someone to get his anger


    out on, and you gave him the exact reason. Now tell me, do you really expect


    him to sit silently and ept the rejection? He is going to fuckinge to our


    pack and take away whatever I have built. What were you thinking, Enya? why


    didn’t you just walk away from him?” Lazio yelled, gearing up on his feet,


    hunching on the table, and mming his hand so hard on the table that all the


    dishes jumped and sat back.


    I couldn’t even react at that moment. My lips quivered as my eyes watched him


    stare at my face with nothing but anger.


    When did he change so much?