My uncle, My mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Aria's pov; And then, in the blink of an eye, the new week came and I had long been dreading it- dreading having to see Damien get married or entangled with Esmeralda. It was the kind of feeling I never knew I had not until that day when Esmeralda had made the announcement. Did I really have the right to feel betrayed about all of this when I was also carrying someone else's child? And when I also had unclear feelings for the said father of this baby? No matter how hard I tried to convince myself, it just didn't sit right with me and I didn't need anyone to tell me how much truth I was turning a blind eye to. To make matters worse, Damien was yet to show himself to me since the time Esmeralda had made the announcement. If it wasn't because no one else had heard from me, I would have thought he was intentionally avoiding me but after pretending to blend in with the students in school, it was easy to get this much information. As I sat in front of the lake, wondering and broo

Third person's POV; Even the lake seemed to agree with the silent words from Damien; a gentle promise of things to be done that kept sending Aria back to the position she thought she had bypassed. At first, the complicated feelings for Damien had seemed like something that occured as a result of having physical contact with him. She had believed it to be something that was going to just die down in no time- at most, in a few days and at the appearance of Ronald, the feelings turned into guilt before going back to the usual, as if to tell her that she hadn't done anything wrong. "Aria, won't you look at me and tell me to my face that we should stay friends?" asked Damien, gripping her chin in his hand and gently forcing her to stare up at him. His jaw ticked with anger, with obvious tension in his shoulder and the veins that lined his arms down to his fingers ticked and moved about, as if threatening to burst out. As for Aria, hearing him speak to her like this only made

Third person's POV; Back at the Paxton pack, Ronald couldn't be any more happy to be going to Damien's wedding. Not that he held any sort of loving feeling for him in the first place but the thought that nothing could ever happen between he and Aria again was what brought great joy to him. "Are these all I need?" he asked the maid standing in front of him with her hands folded in front of her and her head curtly bowed. If more attention were to be paid to hard, it wouldn't be difficult to notice the way her legs shook in fear and the small wobbling of her lips while she forced herself to speak. "Yes Alpha," she answered fearfully. Nodding to Ronald's question was the biggest mistake any of them could make and fearing him was the best thing they could ever do. Even Lucas who stood with a pen and a jotter, behind the couch where Ronald was sitted was smart enough to know these things and give the necessary space. With a finger tracing the edge of his lip while his ga

Third person's POV; One week- one week had gone by and the only words Ronald kept hearing was, "We are trying our best and hoping she wakes up as soon as possible." Each time, these words struck harder and kept sounding more like a death sentence. Like always, he sat by the bedside, staring at the sickly pale face of the one laying on it. She had a tube connected into her mouth that assisted with her breathing but for Ronald, watching her like this was a huge pain to him. "Alpha, you have to come to the pack. The elders are already going crazy enough and demand to know why you kept their candidate locked up in the pack's cell," said Lucas who had been by his side throughout the whole ordeal. Just like his boss, he appeared just as haggard but their only difference was that Lucas still had the decency to trim his hair compared to the former. From his oddly buttoned shirt, down to his rough pants which looked like they had been dug out of a pile of clothes abandoned f

One month later Aria's pov; Eternal darkness was the one thing I've been seeing repeatedly. I had no idea how much time had passed and neither did I want to. During my long wait in the darkness, I had been in enough pain to keep me awake. Despite this, not a single voice had I heard and not even a sign of light. Darkness was the one word I could use to describe my current state. "Would she be waking up anytime soon?" I heard a voice asked calmly. And for the first time, I felt my body come alive. Not because of the words of the person but because after a long time, when I thought all hope was lost, I finally heard one voice and this time, it wasn't just my wolf trying to talk to me or me trying to encourage myself. It was real and I could feel it. I tried to force my eyes open just like every other time, but only tried harder while hoping on the stars that there was going to be a change. I couldn't feel my eyes and neither could I feel any other part of my body b