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LYRIC
Seriously, I can’t deal with this right now.
I turned around to leave, but as expected, he was faster and rushed to stand in my way.
“Please, I can’t do this. I’m not doing this with you,” I said with irritation while avoiding his gaze.
“Really?” He scoffed. “Don’t you think that’s a little harsh for someone you’re still bonded to?”
I gave him a fierce, cutting stare. “I am not bonded to you! Every connection we had ended the moment you rejected me as your mate, Roderick.”
“Is that so? I doubt the ribbon at the temple would agree, though.”
He stepped back, as if to properly admire me. “Well, you look stunning, Lyric. I promise, if I had seen this part of you five years ago, I’d have treated you better.”
I crossed my arms, hating that he had the privilege to even look at me right now.
“My father has been trying to reach you. You’ve been ignoring both of us, Roderick, and you know it’s important.”
“Yeah, I know. And I’m so sorry. But don’t worry, Lyric, I’m ready to meet your father. He and I need to talk about our remating ceremony.”
“Sorry, our what?” My face crumpled like I’d just tasted lime. “I’ve told you; you’re more than delusional if you think I’d ever get back with you. Even if you were the last male on earth, I’d rather remain single till the end of my life.”
“Hm. Speaking about being single…” he tsked. “You wouldn’t happen to slept with anyone while you were away, right?” My chest swelled with the emotions threatening to consume me. Memories of the nights he would come home with different women and make out with them in our matrimonial bed haunted me. He had been a true monster! He despised me so much he wouldn’t even touch me for once.
In that little moment, I was tempted to tell him I had given my virginity to someone else on the very day he broke up with me. How lovely his reaction would be.
“Fuck you, Roderick.” I turned to leave, but his hand grabbed mine.
“Let me go!” I struggled with him, then suddenly, I felt a new presence. A familiar one.
“Is there something going on here?”
My heart skipped a beat as I turned to find Jaris watching us, a glass of wine in his hand.
Oh, no. No. Roderick and Jaris shouldn’t be in the same sentence.
“Alpha Jaris,” Roderick called with a small smile, releasing my hand. “Please, go back to the party. There’s nothing here you should bother yourself with.”
Jaris‘ face remained impassive. “Are you sure? Because you seem to be troubling something that’s of importance to me.” Something? Hold on, was he referring to me as a tool?
Roderick seemed surprised. His gaze slid between Jaris and 1.
“Do you… know her?” He asked.
“I more than know her. Actually, we’re getting mated in a few days. So, I ask again, Roderick, is there something going on here?”
I watched Roderick’s jaw drop, and my stomach did the same.
No. Roderick couldn’t tell him we were still bonded. That would totally ruin things for me.
“Are you being serious?” He huffed. “You… and Lyric are getting bonded?”
I turned quickly to face Roderick, turning my back on Jaris as I whispered. “Please, we’ll finish this conversation some other time. For now, could you just leave?”
“What’s going on?” Jaris demanded, coming closer.
Oh, no.
Roderick looked speechless. But above all, het
“Please,” I mouthed to him.
Successfully unlocked!
I felt I’d already pissed Jaris off enough and news like this would really tip the scales. But thankfully by some
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I took a deep quiet breath.
“What is going on with you two? What aren’t you done with?” Jaris snapped, getting in my face.
Good Moon. Now, I have to deal with this.
“It’s–It’s nothing.”
Staring into his face, all I could see was irritation.
“Lyric Harper, who exactly are you?” His voice was colder than an Arctic breeze. “Do you really have this much
complications with men? Will I have issues with my Luna always found flirting with men?”
“No!” My voice was near a shout. By the moon, I hate it when he implies that I’m loose. “I promise you, it’s not what you think. I’m not like that.”
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