Chapter 10
“Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? Now, this is extremely embarrassing
“I can’t eat until everyone else does. I can’t even sit with the pack” 1 look at a solitary table slightly away from the main group my place
“What are you talking about?” That’s the loudest I have ever heard his voice o
“When I was punished, I had to eat last, and I couldn’t eat with the pack arrozze Im
last.”
“Come with me, now.” He walks us toward the Alpha and Luna while I start to backpedal He’s muttering something under his breath that I can’t make out.
“Rya, how are you?” Luna Catherine and the Alpha call out. My head instantly goes down. my breath coming out a little harsher.
“Good, thank you for asking.” I just give them the generic line everyone gets.
“How’s she doing at the clinic?” the Alpha asks Dr. Valentine.
“She’s fitting in really well with the team. She’s an extremely wonderful asset to the pack and we are all very lucky to have someone like her.” The gentle pressure of fingertips touch my lower back; this is the first time I have ever been touched there by a male. I cringe slightly. He withdraws his hand, letting it rest at his side. Warm molten lava slowly slides down from the tip of my head, caressing my shoulders; heat burns so pleasurably into my hips that I have to stifle a moan. My ass heats up, the exposed skin of my thighs tingling with his stare. I have to catch myself; my head wants to roll back, and my legs become liquid jelly.
“Good, glad to hear that.” I don’t even look at the Alpha when he’s talking, preferring to just keep silent. It’s just better not to talk. I wonder if my cheeks are flushed.
“Rya, you look very pretty.” I still don’t meet their eyes.
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“Thank you, Luna Catherine.” I don’t say anything else.
“I just have one question. Why is Rya eating last? Why is she not allowed to sit with her own family?” The doc is seething mad, shaking inside his skin.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Dr. Valentine.”
“Rya was just telling me that she has to eat last!” Wolves turn their gazes our way with the Aloc’s raised voice.
“Rya, what’s he talking about?” I can hear the confusion in the Alpha’s voice.
“You never removed your punishment from me,” I say quietly.
“What are you talking about?” Luna Catherine’s voice questions her mate, not in a nice way.
“He never removed my punishment.”
“Rya, that was years ago. I only meant that to be a week.”
Now it’s my turn to gasp.
“A week. You meant it to last just a week? You never told me that. All those years of eating last, not being able to eat with my family at pack functions. You just forgot to tell me that my punishment was done?”
“Unbelievable,” Dallas hisses out.
“Rya, I am so sorry. I thought I told you.” He takes my hand in his, getting on his knees in front of the entire eyes of the pack. “I thought I told you. I thought…Please forgive me; It was a mistake.” I can see the top of his head as he bows to me.
poor female. How could you have forgotten to take her “I can’t believe you did that to this off of punishment?” The Luna’s face is inflamed with her fury. I can see canines descending
in her rage.
“Please, Rya, forgive me. It doesn’t make u
for it.” He’s still at my feet on bended knee.
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Touching his head, I say, “I forgive you.” Quickly, I pull my hand away. I can’t make a scene again.
He gets up quickly, trying to look at my face, but I keep my head bowed.
“Please-” I stop the Luna from talking any further. I can’t stomach anything else. All those years of isolation because he forgot that I was on punishment. I had to eat by myself for two years, pretending to look busy in the library with studying so no one really saw how Alone I was, I was just a ghost no one cared about, all because he forgot…I was just a little juvenile whose mate rejected her. Whose pack turned on her. Whose Alpha forgot about
her.
It’s in this moment I feel him coming nearer, approaching slowly, cautiously. I smell him. My knees shake, threatening once again to fold on themselves.
All this emotion brings me back in time.
His scent surrounds me almost like the first time coming into the school, smelling him, asking if I could talk with him for just a minute, alone, without her there. To just let me talkto him. When he wouldn’t let go of her hand, I started crying then. He knew what I was to him, yet he didn’t let go of her hand.
My chest is once again in a vise, squeezing the breath out. She just stood there watching me, not saying a thing. “Please,” I cried, “please look at me.” I tried to grab his hand. I tried to make him look at my eyes. I fell down on my knees, begging him, grabbing onto his pant leg. A crowd formed around us. Some were even laughing at me. He pulled his leg back, but I held onto the material.
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