Chapter 427


    427-Embracing Her Tightly


    Lazlo’s POV:


    I was feeling a mixture of emotions ever since Corbin acted out a perfect n to turn Enya against us.


    ‘Is he really behind it? Don’t you think it was time we proved we still care?’ Laz asked, making me


    realize I have gone so far in this hatred that I didn’t realize I was using the wrong person of it.


    ‘But it isn’t like we didn’t have the right to be mad at her. Imagine her mother ruined us and then faked


    this bond so that she could still mock us when watching us take care of our abuser’s daughter. That


    was her way of making sure we were in her ws even after she died.’ I scoffed, reminding Laz it


    wasn’t that easy for me to ept Enya and act like I am not mad at everything.


    ‘Besides, there is a lot about her that I find icky. Why did she jump into Maynard’s bed? I get that she


    was angry with me, but why punish poor Christina?’ I sighed before watching Maynard, who was


    walking out of the house.


    “She went home,” Maynard said, looking at the empty front porch.


    “You guys go to dinner. I will go home to see if she is fine,” I murmured, without looking at Maynard.


    The fact that he too jumped right in the bed with her had hurt me severely.


    “I am not in a mood for any dinner,” Maynard whispered, sounding depressed. It made me turn to him


    and look at his face in disbelief. He was showing sadness because he failed Enya? Or was it because


    he missed thest chance to be with her?


    “Huh!” I scoffed, and Maynard frowned. “I can’t believe she asked you to ept her right in front of her


    mate. And then she expects anything from me.” I shook my head, watching Maynard clench his jaw.


    “Lazlo! Don’t you think you are being too judgmental? I haven’ t heard you say her name in two years


    and suddenly you are that sad, betrayed husband whose Luna didn’t say his name because he d*mn


    well, didn’t try to protect her,” Maynard’s voice turned louder, even Christina rushed outside after us


    and probably heard her mate mourn his loss.


    “I thought we were headed for dinner,” Christina said, watching our faces one by one.


    “You can go eat dinner wherever you please,” Maynard told her without breaking his stare from my


    face.


    “What about you?” Christina asked, looking worried.


    “Why does it matter what I want?” he finally broke his stare from me and turned to re at her. Her lips


    parted in shock, and her eyes got filled with tears.


    “Is it because you couldn’t ept her?” she asked, not stepping back and avoiding the conversation


    this time.


    “Christina! I am not going to talk about it again. I didn’t ept her; doesn’t that make you happy? Is it


    not enough?” Maynard gave a wild jerk to his coat, showing arrogance before he sped up on the road


    to G*d knows where.


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    Christina rushed after him, and the two headed to their car. Now that they were out of my sight, I


    couldn’t help but think about finding peace for the night, too.


    “I need to see her,” I whispered, realizing what true love is. It is when you think about that person that


    you are really down.


    I drove really fast to be with her. She must be sad and suffering, thinking I didn’t even think twice about


    her. I mean, she deserves my time after doing so much for me. After rushing over to the mansion, I


    parked in the parking lot and sprinted inside the mansion to find her lying near the firece.


    She must have cried herself to sleep. Taking off my coat but not my eyes off of her, I walked near the


    mattress and crawled behind her.


    The beautiful fire from the firece made her skin look bright and soothing. Her hair looked wet. She


    must have taken a shower before getting under the nket.


    “I don’t know how much my apology means at this point.” I got under the nket and wrapped my arm


    around her stomach from behind. She instantly pushed my hand away and freed herself, but she didn’t


    get out of the nket.


    “I am sorry! I didn’t mean to— ruin your night,” I uttered, trying to hold her again. She swiftly turned


    over and stared me in the eye, her beautiful eyes overflowing with tears.


    “Do you even know how much it hurts when you love someone and they discard your feelings?” she


    asked, faking a smile when she was clearly crying.


    “I know, and that’s why I rushed here. I knew I had hurt you, but trust me, an emergency came.” I held


    her hand, sitting up with her.


    “Whye here? Go be with her,” she murmured sadly, looking away from me.


    “But I came here because I wanted to be with you, Valerie!” I said in my most loving voice, “Youfort


    me. When I look at you, I don’t remember anything harsh from my past. You’re a breath full of fresh air


    for me,” I confessed my genuine feelings for her. Ever since I got this mansion for her, I have been


    spending my evenings here with her.


    “What about her?” she asked, trying to slide her hands out from between my hands.


    “She means nothing,” I said. “Not only did she always make me feel like I was cut below her, but she


    slept with my friend.” As soon as those words slipped through my lips, Valerie covered her mouth and


    gasped.


    “What?” Her reaction made me realize I shouldn’t have exposed Enya like that. But I needed someone


    to talk to as well.


    “You know, when she had powers, she never really asked me if she should take part in a certain activity


    or not. It always irked me how she acted like a queen. Back then, I knew if I made her listen to me, she


    would leave me, but now she cannot. She knows being a Luna means she must listen to and respect


    her alpha.” I brought up other issues I used to have with her.


    But how do I tell Valerie that she helps me stop thinking about Enya? I don’t want to tell her I came over


    to her because I want to forget Enya.