Semua Bab RETURN OF THE WHITE SHE WOLF : Bab 41 - Bab 50

SEBASTIANDrawing A BoundaryThe space between us on the bed was only inches. But God, it felt like miles. We laid in silence, with both our gazes locking on to the ceiling above us. I asked myself repeatedly how the hell we got here. I always knew that Sienna loved me more than I did her. But I never foresaw that being so much of an issue to the extent that she would start to give me lengthy cold shoulders.“Are we going to talk about this, Sienna?” I broke the ice. “Or are we going to keep moving like this? We are set to be mated for life every soon. I do not see any reason that is worth us not speaking to each other for such a long time. You literally have not said a word to me since we got back from our visit to Timothy's pack.”“And what exactly do you want me to say to you, hmm?” Finally I heard Sienna's voice for the first time in what had felt like centuries. “I do not speak to people who do not value me, period.”“What the fuck is that supposed to mean? What do you mean I do

SEBASTIANOld Places, Old FriendsI stepped out of the car, and the cold wind brushed through my clothes. I was wearing a light beach-day shirt, so I could feel the chill of the weather in my skin. But this was how I loved it. It was why I always came to this bar whenever I wanted an outdoor view.As I walked towards the bar, I sensed Nathan, who had opened the car door for me, walking behind me.“No, Nathan, you can wait in the car,” I said.“But my lord…”“We are no longer on hostile pack territory, Nathan. You can rest easy. No one is coming here to adopt me.”“Alright sir. You just need to understand, I left you behind at that feast and you got into huge trouble. Leaving you in some spaces, or letting you walk into spaces on your own has now become quite difficult.”“I know. But there is nothing to worry about. I told you he was an old friend, and bedsides, we will soon be coming outdoors to drink. So don't you worry, you will get a really good view of us. You are not leaving me b

ATHENAThe hallway was quiet, but it was heavy with her presence. For me anyway. She stood, smiling at one of the paintings that was hung on the wall. I never really saw her as an art enthusiast, but it looked like this painting in particular really had her on a roll. It was one of the few times I saw Sienna actually smiling.Of course, that was because she was not yet aware of my presence, because somehow, that always soiled her mood immediately.The hate and the animosity towards me, I knew no one would ever be fully able to explain it to me. Of anything, I was the reason Sienna was alive and breathing right now. She was also most likely stronger and more agile because of my transplant. So gratitude is what should have followed, not this animosity. But in any case, I had to do this.I was not doing it for anyone of course, I was doing it for myself, and myself alone. Forgiving Sienna just as I had done with Sebastian was going to get weight off my shoulder. Of course with her it was

ATHENASienna Returns“Welcome back, ma'am,” I heard Nathan say. It must have been Sienna. I heard Sebastian had granted permission to return to the mansion.But in just a few seconds of observing her, I could tell that the experience of being sent out of the house by Sebastian had done little to change her positively, or make her any less hostile. If anything, I believed that she was even more now determined to cause issues than she was in the past.I knew that Sebastian had made the wrong decision the moment that he asked her to leave. But I did not have proof for my beliefs, not until now.“Do not even attempt to do what you are about to do, Nathan, before I strangle you to death with your own hands in anger.” That was Sienna's response to Nathan's attempt to welcome her. The woman did NOT sound happy.“But, milady, I have no ulterior motives. I am not ‘attempting’ to do anything.” “Oh, but you are. You are attempting to be an ass locker right now, after you allowed my fiance to t

SEBASTIAN Things Getting Out Of Control My breath was heavy, occurring in irregular transitions. Such was the case whenever I was pissed off in the manner that I was currently. I had specifically warned these two women. No. I begged them, pleaded with them, to find a way to make peace with themselves, or at the very least avoid each other's presence. But it looked like all of my words had fallen on deaf ears, and all of my efforts were to become futile. “Must you always fight?” I started, glaring at both women in a livid manner. “Is that the default setting for whenever you two are together, or you both just take delight in being on each other's neck?” “Honey…” Sienna had sprung into action to speak, but I stopped her mid speech. “Uh uh, no. Being fast mouthed won't save you, Sienna. Definitely not now, definitely not with what I have seen. You both evidently do not take delight in being on each other's neck. Of course, no one in their right states of reasoning or emotional disp