Chapter 11

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• He Called Me Weak, Now I Hold His Fate   Chapter 26

  Varic's POVThe fire in the study had burned low, but I felt no chill. I slumped in my chair like it was the only thing keeping me upright—boots spread wide, elbow on knee. Head hanging low. I could still taste her. Nadia. Blood flowed lower just by the thought of her.Why had I don't it? That damn kiss gutted me deeper than any blade. I didn't plan it— by the Goddess, I didn't even want it. I wanted to shut her up, to make her listen, to prove to her that at the moment, she was the one that mattered. But the second she looked up at me with those eyes, something inside snapped. When her lips touched mine, the world cracked open. I felt her tremble in my arms, not out of fear, but with want; she wanted more, demanded more.She was so responsive, meeting my kiss with the same intensity. I could still remember the scent of her skin, its taste of salt and fire and the heat of her mouth bruised again

• He Called Me Weak, Now I Hold His Fate   Chapter 25

  “Hey, wait.”He called out, but I had already crossed a few tables. It felt like a walk of shame, but I kept my head low and walked on.“Nadia,” he called out, now following me.My heart skipped a bit at the way my name rolled off his tongue, it sounded foreign like it didn’t belong to me anymore. I didn’t realize how much of myself was blending into the mask, becoming Vanessa, and the way he called my name sounded like he was reminding me of who I was."Nadia," he called out, harsher this time."Don't!" I snapped, spinning around to face him. "Don't say it like that."He stopped a few inches away. "Like what?"My eyes blurred, and I fought to keep the tears at bay. "Like you care. Like you didn't stand there and let her paw at me, laugh with you, flaunt to everyone present that you could

• He Called Me Weak, Now I Hold His Fate   Chapter 24

  I lost count of how long I had been waiting. Hours had passed and the sun had successfully snuck behind the horizon, and they weren’t done yet. I felt stupid—why was I waiting on him like a wife? Some Lunas had excused themselves, like Thelma, who had slipped away soon after I returned from the walk with Aiden, while others still lingered in a small group.I tried talking with them a few times, but they kept asking about the accident and my memory, and I didn’t have the energy to indulge. So I left and to keep myself busy, I helped the maids who were clearing the dirty dishes and glasses off the table.“There you go,” I said under my breath as I handed one of them a small stack of plates.Her eyes, which had widened when I began clearing, remained the size of a saucepan as she quickly took the dishes from me. “My lady, it isn’t appropriate for the guests to see you doing this.&rd

• He Called Me Weak, Now I Hold His Fate   Chapter 23

  Thelma’s nails dug into her palm, and for a second, I thought she would draw blood. Her lips pulled back into something that might have been a snarl, and I swore I saw her wolf flicker behind her blue eyes. If we weren’t in a hall full of guests, I knew she would have torn me apart.My heart thudded, but I didn’t flinch. Maybe I wanted her to strike—to do anything to make me feel like I wasn’t the one losing control by daring her the way I did.But the lunge never came.“You two look like you’re about to give the celebration a sparring match.”Aiden’s voice drifted, lazy but laced with sharpness. He stopped by my side, slightly shielding me from Thelma with polite grins and casual arrogance. His eyes moved from Thelma’s trembling fingers to my clenched jaw.“Who the hell are you, and who gave you the

• He Called Me Weak, Now I Hold His Fate   Chapter 22

  Lunch was...civil. Forks twinkled. Glasses chimed and chairs scraped against the marble floor as the guests took their seats. Varic pulled a chair to his right for me, and I smiled at him as I sat. He took his seat at the head of our table and soon after, the now familiar scent of rose followed as Ophelia sat at his left. Every nerve in my body tingled as I fought the urge to glare at her. Why was she following us—more like Varic—around like a moth drawn to light? I shut my eyes for a second to pull myself together. It was a beautiful day and I had spent so long planning it out, so I wouldn't let a woman who popped out of the house ruin it for me.Soon, waiters trooped in from the back door pulling trolleys of the buffet. Lamb chops, roasted pork, barbecue... You name it was brought to fit the desires of each guest. The meals were served in waves—first light appetizers, then the full buffet. The foods were served, and soon, the clinking of cutleries on dishes echoed. Occasional chatte

• He Called Me Weak, Now I Hold His Fate   Chapter 21

  Lunch was...civil. Forks twinkled. Glasses chimed and chairs scraped against the marble floor as the guests took their seats. Varic pulled a chair to his right for me, and I smiled at him as I sat. He took his seat at the head of our table and soon after, the now familiar scent of rose followed as Ophelia sat at his left. Every nerve in my body tingled as I fought the urge to glare at her. Why was she following us—more like Varic—around like a moth drawn to light? I shut my eyes for a second to pull myself together. It was a beautiful day and I had spent so long planning it out, so I wouldn't let a woman who popped out of the house ruin it for me.Soon, waiters trooped in from the back door pulling trolleys of the buffet. Lamb chops, roasted pork, barbecue... You name it was brought to fit the desires of each guest. The meals were served in waves—first light appetizers, then the full buffet. The foods were served, and soon, the clinking of cutleries on dishes echoed. Occasional chatter