Chapter 32
It was just on dark by the time I returned to the castle. Kade dropped me at the front gate, and I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. My mate wanted me, and he seemed nice. He told me all about his pack and the packhouse, about duties I would be expected to perform as his Luna. It was nice, though I was still a little wary. I waited for the other shoe to drop. I kept waiting for the rejection, but it never came.
Walking through the gates, I nearly jump out of my skin when Liam moves off the wall beside the iron gates.
“Gannon has been looking for you,” he states, and I swallowed nervously. While with Kade I had completely forgotten about Gannon for those few hours. Guilt swamped me, and my heart beat faster.
“You need to tell him, Abbie,” Liam tells me. I said nothing because I didn’t know what to say. I never thought I would be put in a position where I had to choose
“Are you going to reject Kade or turn Gannon away?” he asks, stepping closer, and for the first time since meeting Liam, I took a step back from him. He didn’t look happy with me, and his entire demeanor was off. He looked like the callous killer I had heard rumors of.
“He’s my mate, Liam,” I answered softly.
“Yes, but you’re a werewolf. You can reject your mates,” he says. My brows furrowed in confusion at his words.
“You want me to reject my mate?” I ask him, knowing doing that would be shunning the moon goddess for the gift she gave me.
“Kade is not a good man, Abbie.” He didn’t elaborate further. Instead, he turned on his heel and walked off before calling over his shoulder.
“You need to tell Gannon. If you don’t, I will.” Liam states, not bothering to stop. “Wait,” I call out to him while chasing after him. He slows but doesn’t stop as he walks through the double doors.
“You can’t tell him. I barely know the man. You’re acting like I am about to run off with him.” I snapped, annoyed at the accusation in his tone. Liam turned on me instantly, and I backed up at the murderous look he gave me. My back hits the stone wall, and I gasp at his closeness.
“That is exactly what you will do. You will run off with your piece of shit mate and forget him. Just like she did. Then I will be left to pick up the pieces.” Liam snarled.
“He’s my mate,” I whisper, suddenly feeling tiny next to this man with the way he had me trapped and cornered. He reaches a hand up, and I flinch, but he only twirls a lock of my hair around his finger.
“Gannon loves you. Kade doesn’t. That man isn’t capable of love. I guess you’ll find that out the hard way,” he whispers before letting go and stepping back.
“What’s that supposed to mean, Liam!” I growl. He glares at my tone, and I didn’t mean for it to come out the way it did, but it was too late to take it back.
I stand there petrified, watching him leave when the door across from where I stood opens up. The King walks out of his office and stops, stunned to see me standing there crying.
“Abbie?” the King asks, and I look at him. His eyes went to the end of the hall where Liam was before he turned toward the stairs and disappeared. The King sighs and pushes his door open wider, and nods toward it.
“Are you okay?” he asks, and I nod my head.
“I need to get back to my room,” I tell him, walking off.
“Abbie, is this over Kade being your mate?” The King calls out, and I stop, suddenly angered that he would dare mention mates when he has locked his own mate away and rejected her over who her mother was.
“Even if it is, you would be the last person I would ask advice from, especially when your mate is rotting in a stable like a damn farm animal.” I snarled before walking off. I heard his growl behind me, and I half expected him to order me out of the castle, but as I reached the stairs and looked back at him, he
stood by the window, looking out at the stables. Good, I hope the bastard feels guilty.
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