All Chapters of The Beast's Ugly Wife: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“Holly, look at me.” Elliott’s soft voice reached me, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the bed right next to me.I thought we were going to the school basement, but Atticus had brought us back home and now we were in Noah’s room, surrounded by blood-stained cloths and basins full of water to clean Noah’s wounds. I was supposed to be helping Atticus and Louis do this, but I was trembling too much and they forced me to sit in that chair right next to the bed, where I couldn’t do anything but watch Noah’s injured body.Goddess, I didn't even know if I could call those wounds, because some of the claw marks on his chest were so deep I could almost see his bones. Maybe it was my mind playing tricks on me and trying to make me have another panic attack, but every time I stared at his mutilated body again, it seemed like his breathing was slower and his skin looked paler…“Holly!” This time, Elliott’s voice was firmer, almost rude, and I couldn’t help but turn my eyes to him. “Drink!” He plac

"Did you already know this was going to happen, little thing?"His question made me tremble from head to toe and, God, for a moment I thought the weight of guilt would suffocate me. I had wasted so many, many opportunities to tell him about my nightmare and now I would have to deal with the consequences. My cowardice and that irrational fear I had of him at the beginning of our relationship had prevented me from telling him, so of course Noah had every right to yell at me and be furious.I had robbed him and the pack of the opportunity to prepare for that attack. I was so, so stupid…“Holly, answer me…” his voice was still soft, but the instant he touched my face again, Noah immediately became anxious. “Damn it, why do you always start crying when we have a conversation like this?! Listen, I’m not going to bring this up again for now, okay? So, stop crying…”“I… I’m so sorry…” I whimpered pathetically. “I should have told you about this sooner, but… I was so scared. I thought you migh

As Atticus and I walked through the bustling center of the pack, filled with smiling and even wounded wolves celebrating victory, my chest tightened more and more.Knowing that all that celebration was supposed to be for Noah, but even that had been stolen from him…“I know you’re angry…” Atticus murmured in my ear as we walked through the crowd surrounding Alpha’s mansion. “But when we get there, try to stay calm, okay? Arthur is more snake than wolf when it comes to favoring his son. Any slip-up we make will be used against Noah.”“I know.” I swallowed hard, my palms beginning to sweat as we approached the enormous door of Alpha Kaia’s home.Goddess, I had never been so furious in my life, and apparently it had injected more courage into my veins than I ever had before. I still felt ready to scream for hours at Arthur and the second prince if either of them appeared in front of me, but now I felt my mind was starting to come back to normal.I was about to go into Alpha's house hersel

Standing in front of Noah's room door, I couldn't find the courage to go in.Goddess, I was so embarrassed by the mess I had caused. What was I thinking, slapping the second prince in the face? Noah's father seemed to think nothing would happen because it would be too humiliating for Cassian to admit to his mother that someone like me was able to hit him without him even defending himself.After all, he had theoretically killed a chimera. His reflexes had to be much better than that.But even so, what if they decided to punish me somehow? What if that only caused more problems for Noah? Oh, God, I should never have gone to the Alpha's house as angry as I was at that moment. I had never let myself be consumed by rage before, but now I knew I had a terrible temper.It's a shame I found this out at the worst possible time.I didn't even have a clue how I was going to tell Noah about his brother stealing his credit, and now everything had gotten worse…Congratulations, Holly.“Come in, Ho

I nervously wiped away the cold sweat that was beginning to break out on my hands, rubbing my palms against my skirt.My attention was completely focused on the living room window, but as the minutes ticked by and the garden outside remained perfectly calm, I turned my gaze toward where Atticus was. He was sitting on the sofa right in front of me, seemingly working on some papers Noah had given him. Normally, it wouldn't have been a problem for me to be alone reading in the living room, as I had lied to him I planned to do. But for the past few days, I couldn't take a step without being accompanied.I had tried to convince Noah that I didn't need that much security. Atticus, Louis, and even Elliott certainly had much better things to do than follow me around. And Arthur and Cassian seemed too busy with the victory feast to bother coming after me.Those were pretty good reasons, at least to me. But even so, Noah ignored me. It was as if he was sure that I not only wanted some independen