Todos os capítulos de The Lycan’s Secret Bride: Weak to Strong: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

SIENNAI sneaked glances at Sylvester over cheeseburgers as I ate. He looked extraordinarily divine and it was almost impossible for me to take my eyes off him as I ate. I couldn't believe that I had been about to pass on these cheeseburgers, because if they tasted delicious before, they were definitely mind blowing now. I couldn't simply get enough of them. I was sure that I was eating like a pig but I didn't care at all. I looked up to find Sylvester staring at me with a small smile on his face. My cheeks flushed with color as I hastily looked away. He caught me staring, no doubt.“You have something on your face.” He looked at me and then leaned forward. There was no way that he was about to kiss me here, in front of all these people, with everyone watching. The thought of that made my face drain of color. I looked at him, aghast. I was about to ask him what the hell he was about to do when he brushed his thumb against the side of my cheek, wiping away the mustard that must have

SIENNA The aroma that wafted up into the air made my tummy rumble instantly with hunger. I guess he wasn't joking when he said that he could cook. As if he could sense that I was looking at him, he turned around to face me immediately. Our eyes met and held and my lips tilted up in a small smile. I was content with looking at him forever. “I'm sure you must be hungry now”he said and I nodded. I listened to him chatter excitedly about how he was always delighted to prepare dinner with his mother in the kitchen while she was alive. The spark in his eyes was impossible to miss when he talked about his family. I wondered what it must have been like for him, growing up and feeling so alone. It was even worse because he didn't have any siblings but I guess I could relate to it. Not completely, but at least to a certain degree. My dad always tried to make time for me, no matter what happened and yet it was still never enough. Sometimes I felt like he had an obligation to the pack than he

SIENNA I didn't know what to say. I didn't know how to feel as I drove back home. I could forget the victory that flashed through Tamara's eyes as I stormed past him and headed out of the house. My hands trembled on the steering wheel and all I could do was blame myself for being all shades of stupid. I didn’t know what I was thinking? I didn’t know how I could push myself into thinking that he was going to me over Tamara. The people that I love never really got to choose me. I was always an option, always got treated like an option. Even my father made the pack first and me an option. The only person who tried very hard not to make me an option was Hailey and she wasn't here. At this moment, I was beginning to feel so alone, I was beginning to feel so overwhelmed by my loneliness and when I couldn't see clearly because of the tears that blinded me, I had to park on the side of the road and I broke down completely in the car. I felt all shades of stupid and regrets, I wanted to sla

SIENNAI don't know for how long I must have been asleep. I know that before I slept, I had panicked and I had bursted into tears again. Benjamin had insisted that I rest and I sleep for a while and I insisted that he stayed with me which he conceded too. I watched his sleeping face, I remembered bits and pieces of my mental breakdown before I slept. I couldn't remember what triggered me into panicking but I remember breaking down and Benjamin consoling me through it. As I stared at Benjamin's sleeping face. I was tempted to run my fingers softly against the side of his face. I was taken aback by the desire because I had no idea where it came from. The thought was sudden, unprovoked and I didn't know how I was supposed to react to it. I looked up at the clock and my eyes widened, I had no idea how much time had gone by. I immediately adjusted into a sitting position. I ignored how groggy and tired that I felt. “Are you okay?” Benjamin asked and I snapped my head towards his directio

SIENNAMy palms were clammy with sweat as we headed over to from family to family with care packages in hand. I insisted that Benjamin didn't have to follow me to deliver them but he insisted, to my relief, because I wasn't so certain that I could have handled it on my own. Some families were not too receptive towards me. I had the door slammed in my face a couple of times, other times, I had the care packages tossed from my hand with them telling me how much of a disappointment I was to my father, and other times, they were surprisingly kind to me and accepted the care packages with gratitude. Benjamin was by my side through the whole encounter, so it made the entire thing bearable. After a while, I was finally done. I was relieved, the constriction in my chest loosened a little when I realized that it was finally over. “I guess it didn't go so bad,” Benjamin finally said after we delivered the final package, and when I shot him a look, my eyes were full of tears. “They hate me