บททั้งหมดของ The Beta and The Lost Heiress: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

TESSA POVHad I said something wrong?Was it the tattoo?I couldn’t be sure, but I thought he looked mad when I showed it to him, and he’d walked away without a single word.The next morning, by the time I woke up, he was already gone, and something told me I wouldn’t be seeing him for a long time.Angelina had told me she would be picking me up by eight for breakfast with the pack. I couldn’t say I was looking forward to that, but anything had to be better than staying in here all day, alone.I put on a light blue crop top and a pair of fitted jeans. I had just enough time to pull my hair up in a bun before Angelina walked in.“Hello there… Wait, is that your Mark-ink?” she asked, her eyes locked on the tattoo that was only partially covered by the top I had on.“Is that what it’s called?”“Yes. After the marking process is over, a Mark-Ink appears in the spot.”Wraith hadn’t told me anything about that.“You have one too?” I asked.“Yeah, but it’s not nearly as cool as yours.” She pu

TESSA POVI was worried sick.It’s been four days now and I hadn’t gotten even a glimpse of him. Wraith wasn’t in his room either. Was he avoiding me, or was there some other explanation for his absence?I knocked on the door to Jake and Angelina’s apartment. There was no response. I was about to knock again when the door was unlocked and pulled open.Angelina stood before me, breathing hard like she’d just run a few hundred meters. She ran a hand through her hair in an attempt to tame it. Behind her, Jake was in nothing but his shorts, covered in sweat, and also breathing heavily. That’s when I realized I interrupted something. Heat rose to my cheeks.“I’m sorry—I didn’t mean to…”“No, it’s fine.” Angelina cuts in. “Jake was just about to leave for work. Right, Jake?”“Right.” He agreed, putting on his shirt and a pair of pants.“See you later, Tessa.” He said to me, then placed a kiss on Angelina’s forehead; he whispered something into her ears that got her blushing, before he left

When Wraith had told me about their abilities to turn into wolves on full moons, a part of me didn’t believe it, despite everything I'd seen. But this…this changes everything.I should run; I shouldn’t be standing here watching the creature like it was the most intriguing thing I had ever seen.“Wraith?” I called silently, and his gaze met mine. It was him, I just knew it.Run.The word kept echoing in my head, but I did the exact opposite; I drew closer to the beast. It snarled, that was a warning, but I didn’t back away.My shaky hands met its fur, and it was the softest thing I’d ever felt. I gently stroked it, and this time the sound it made was different—content. The wolf stretched its limbs and lowered to my level. Taking that as an invitation, I stroked its fur some more, letting my hand wander to its back and then to its ear. “I was worried about you, Wraith. You left without a single word.”He watched me, almost like he was trying to communicate something to me, and then… he

KELVIN’S POV‘Hi, it’s Rebecca; leave a message after the tone.’ It’s been weeks now, and every time I called her, it went straight to voicemail.I didn’t need anyone to tell me how badly I’d fucked up. I threw away the one good thing in my life for a woman who disappeared the moment things got rocky.I felt like every unfortunate thing that happened to me was some kind of payback for what I did to Tessa. She didn’t deserve it. She didn’t deserve to be stood up at her own wedding; she didn’t deserve all those harsh words I spat at her. I was stupid enough to believe that after everything I’d done, she would forgive me.I was drowning in regrets, thinking about possibilities that would never happen, like how different my life would have been if I hadn’t pushed her away.I stared down at my left hand, still wrapped in bandages; the man who had tortured me took three fingers, but that wasn’t all he took. When I returned to work a week after the incident, I realised I’d been moved out; s

Wraith returned at midnight, covered in blood, with cuts marking his face.“Why are you still awake?” He asked, like that was the bigger problem.“You’re bleeding.” “I’m fine.”“You need to go to the healers; you’re not fine.”He ignored me and went straight to his room. I followed him inside, watching as he entered the bathroom.He took off the dark green shirt he was wearing, and a gasp escaped my lips. He had been shot. But that wasn’t the only thing that horrified me.Scars marked almost every inch of his skin; the tattoos were clearly meant for coverage, but it was still hard to miss all those scars. I had never seen him without his shirt, not until now, and I finally understood why he kept it on all the time.“Tessa, hand me the box over there.” He pointed to the cabinet, and I hurried to bring the box; I passed it to him with unsteady hands. “Thank you.” He said before unlocking the box and taking out a pair of surgical scissors.“This won’t be very clean, you should leave now