Todos los capítulos de The Unwanted Mate: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Calvin “you can quit staring.” My wolf drawled. I scoffed, keeping my eyes on the wood that I was working on. “why would you think I am staring at her?” “I only told you to quit. Didn’t mention who you were looking at.” He retorted. I kissed my teeth in irritation knowing what he was trying to do. Its already morning, the sun is all out in its glory and I cant believe I have been on my toes since the middle of the night. My ego must have gotten the best of me seeing how I refused to back away just because she was working. Despite the evident exhaustion on her face and the failed trials at whatever it is she was putting together, I knew that from her mumblings to herself. Clara didn’t stop working, she kept on until she achieved a bit of success and that seemed to be her final call to take a break. I should have left a while ago. But

Clara My head ached from the incessant hit of the hammer on the nail. I could barely sleep because my body didn’t feel right and I hoped working on the herbs since I was nearing a positive result would make me feel better and I would finally get to sleep. But fate seems to have something against my peace of mind. Not only did I find my nemesis in the workshop, but he seems to be on a rage trip. Taking it all out on the woods. Calvin has split several woods in two, dumping them on the ground and reaching for another one. He wouldn’t stop hitting until they are too weak to take on his hammering blows. “fuck!” he cursed, kissing his teeth in irritation. I shook my head at the sight, he had slammed the hammer on his thumb and it looked like it was shattered, coated in his own blood. That thumb is definitely fractured. I sucked my teeth in disbelief, he is quite character I have to give him that. Just

Clara My palms feel sweaty. Even though I have been working for days on the herbs and hoping it comes out well,I can’t shake off the feeling that it might not be good enough. Different trials have been done and most were a mess. I finally got a bit that seems like it might work and I can’t sit still. I had texted Derek to come take a look and have a feel of the products to be sure I am on the right track. I kept glancing at the entrance in wait for him. I had baked some cookies alongside the skincare lotion I made. Both of them infused with herbs and Kade it set up in front of the clinic. I probably didn’t need to go this far since it is just him. But I remember my mum always saying whatever one has to do, doing it well is all that counts. Janet placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. “You don’t have to be so worked up. It is only the first production and I think you did a good job. Whateve

Calvin “What the hell was that about, Calvin Lewis?” Derek stormed the office, his eyes shooting lasers at me. I stared vacantly at him. “Do I need to warn you to watch your tone with me? Have you lost it?” He bared his teeth at me. “I could ask you the same. Sometimes I wonder how cruel you truly are. What did Clara do to you to warrant such an attitude? You of all people know how Alex can be.” “Me?” I pointed at my chest in disbelief. “How would I know what he is up to when I don’t even know the kid?” Derek thinned his eyes, “you are so annoying. That boy is known to play pranks a lot. Janet has had many moments with him and the reason we know him is because of his unique illness.” He noticed my unrepenting face and cursed under his breath. “I just couldn’t believe that you would put every

 Clara The yawn was just a facade. Sleep was far away from me and I didn't even care that my bones were screaming in exhaustion. I had no idea if it was too much sugar from the cinnamon rolls or I am not just as tired as I thought I was. I even had a cold bath to feel relaxed, still nothing. I twisted and turned a couple of times, lost in unending pool of thoughts. I finally sat up in frustration, ruffling my hair a couple of times. The plaster on the knee seemed to have soaked up too much blood and doesn’t look pleasant. Ever since my wolf became almost nonexistent, my body has had a hard time healing. Any slight bruise could go on for a while leaving intense scars. It’s as if my body no longer trust itself to heal anymore. Sighing, I pulled off the plaster as gently as possible and headed to the bathroom to wash off the blood. It soon came to my mind to head to the workshop and grind some herbs