Carena:"I'm truly sorry. Your grandpa said this is what you wanted tonight," I jumped out of bed and began pacing beside him, feeling so guilty for taking advantage of him. I was constantly rubbing my palms while I had already fixed his shorts."I hope you understand I didn't just jump on you. Your grandpa—" I watched his way, and he had closed his eyes, as if trying to sleep."Are you sleeping?" I inquired, and he opened his eyes just to aggressively blink twice. Oh, the hurt I felt."I—" Before I could finish, he had closed his eyes again. I have never felt so disgusted with myself before.After all that I have been through, one would think I will be careful about consent. I felt like Jack tonight. And it really didn't help that Sawyer went to sleep right away. It was like I had no other option but to spend the whole night in guilt.And whose fault was that? Of course, mine.It was the longest night to pass, and I had teared up here and there. I didn't get the courage to be in the
Carena:"I don't know, Maanya, they're sending us off on a honeymoon. I'm not even sure if it's the right thing to do. It's too early," I muttered, rubbing my finger tips together as I spoke to my sister over the phone. I didn't want to vocalize it, but nobody from my household came to see me, and I wasn't allowed to leave the mansion since I arrived. Luckily, I used restroom when Sawyer was asleep. Lord Rennick had advised me to leave the bathroom door open to keep an eye on Sawyer, so my only option was to use it while he napped.Now he was in bed, and Ginny was back in the room to pack his belongings. I resented how they told me I would be doing his chores, but I was being pushed into sleeping with him."It's fine. This is how rich people do things," Maanya wouldn't understand. She made subtle comments about me being ungrateful a handful of times.“But I am not ready yet,” I uttered."Oh, don't complain and enjoy your life. You're so lucky to have been chosen as the Luna Queen for
Carena: “Yes, we are doing well. It's a nice change of scenery for him,” I stood outside the house, gazing at the waterfall while talking to Lord Rennick on the phone. He had instructed me to check in with him every morning to update him on the previous night. I didn't get to enjoy my honeymoon in my previous wedding. My step siblings had insisted on going with me so out of spite, Jack’s mother also joined us. “Did you two finally get it done? Did you two have sex?” he inquired, causing me to grip the phone tightly in my hands. It was the only way I could express my frustration and protect myself from his anger.“We arrived late and he was tired, I mean, we were tired,” I explained, hoping he would understand that I couldn't just make a move on his grandson. Besides, his grandson probably didn't even want to be intimate with me.“Then make it happen tonight and inform me,” he almost growled. I could tell from his tone that he was displeased with me.After our conversation, I turned
Carena: The way Ginny straightened up and smirked in my face left me heartbroken. I had a feeling that she was angry because she felt intruded upon."Oh! Then I'm sorry," I murmured, my voice breaking, as I watched them stare at me before I turned around and walked away.I apologized, telling him I didn't mean to upset anyone. But I guess getting apologies has become really tough these days.I stayed in my room because Sawyer didn't want me to do anything for him. Finally, night arrived. Ginny asked me to join them for dinner, and I had to comply because I was still supposed to be around Sawyer."We can do something fun tomorrow, what do you say?" Ginny kept engaging him in conversation while feeding him. It bothered me so much that he responded to her every time.I struggled to swallow the food on my plate."Do you want us to bring your wife along tomorrow?" Ginny watched me with a smirk as she posed that question to him.He glanced briefly in my direction before blinking once. My f
Carena:I gulped hard, rubbing my eyes in disbelief. My ears were practically buzzing. There's just no way he could whistle when he couldn't even let out a sigh too loud.He stood there shirtless, clad only in black pants. His hair was damp as if he'd just stepped out of the shower, and his abs gleamed as if he'd slicked them with oil, though it must have been water.In one hand, he held a spatula, likely whipping up pancakes. My mind slowly grasped the reality of what I was witnessing. It was truly him, not some figment of my imagination or, should I say, a nightmare.But how?He busted out some little dance moves as he continued to revel in his moment. The tattoo on his back looked even more enchanting against the backdrop of his muscular physique.After blinking repeatedly to confirm that it was indeed him, I found myself at a loss. Should I confront him?No!We were completely alone here, and the way he had everyone fooled made me wonder if confronting him in this moment would be
Carena: "But--" I interrupted his celebration, "I reckon this place means something to him."I awaited his grandpa’s response. He seemed lost in thought after I mentioned that."It does. He always used to vacation here and had mentioned coming here with his mate," Lord Rennick replied, a hint of sadness in his voice.I wouldn't have lied if I hadn't found out that the man I married is a bloody psycho, pretending to be a disabled man."Oh! Maybe that's why," I mumbled, trying to sound a bit distressed. All the while, I kept my eyes on the two from the window, and they were watching me too."Why? What's going on?" As expected, Lord Rennick took the words spoken about his grandson very seriously. I knew this would happen, and thankfully, he followed me to the exact topic of discussion I wanted him to be at."I was wondering why that happened. When we were--doing it--he suddenly lost interest," I bit my tongue between my lips when talking about my sex life with his grandfather."Huh? So
Carena: "What the fuck are you doing? Get off me!" I finally managed to free my mouth, pushing him away and rising from the couch, only to find myself standing alone like a fool with Sawyer still in bed.I was breathing like a bull and sweating too. But tears were what blurred my vision for a moment. "Oh, darn it!" I covered my mouth with my hand and took deep breaths. The nightmare had rattled me so much that my screams woke Sawyer."I'm sorry, it was just a nightmare," I apologised to him, but facing him after the fright was too much, so I dashed into the bathroom to splash water on my face. What a dreadful way to start the day. This wasn't just something I had out of the blue. It rooted from a deep memory of mine but I shook it off the minute i was in the bathroom.After shaking off the trauma of the nightmare and dressing in a black dress, I welcomed Ginny into the room. No wonder Sawyer used the restroom so infrequently; he must have been attending to his business while I slept.
Carena: "‘What did you say?’ my father cut in before us, studying my face intently. As much as I wanted to spill everything I'd been through, I decided not to spoil his peace of mind. It's not like he could fix anything.‘Nothing. We were just chatting about my honeymoon,’ I gave him a forced smile before hurrying to leave. ‘Sawyer must be ready for me to read him a book.’I excused myself and dashed out of the house, feeling foolish for letting slip about Sawyer's fancy footwork. Even though my sister loved me, she wouldn't believe that our alpha king had fooled everyone so smoothly. It seemed like everyone was too hopeful about the young alpha king, the same one who was lying about his condition, probably to avoid taking any responsibility for the pack.Once back at the mansion, I found Sawyer in the garden. Ginny handed me the book after I reached out for it, gesturing for her to leave. I noticed she wasn't as assertive with me here as she was back when we took her with us on our