He Wanted Me Gone, Now He Wants Me Back นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He has got to be kidding; he thinks he can manipulate me with his emotions? “You are not allowed to feel anything for me; I would go when I am ready to” “I didn’t bring you here to…I wanted…I wanted us back” I glanced up at him, stunned into silence for a brief moment. “Want what?” I asked, my tone shocked. “I know you might find it hard to believe but I wanted to win you back. I was stupid back then, I let my parents and the pack elders decide what I could do” “I…have no excuse but…please. I want you back, as my wife, mate and my Luna”

“You think I want to be here? Babysitting the one person who makes me forget how to breathe?” I blinked. “What?” “You think I don’t remember the way you used to look at me?” he went on, voice rising. “You think I forgot what it felt like to hold you, to have you, and know damn well I could never keep you?” My mouth went dry. “Then why come back?” “Because I never stopped wanting to.” He reached for me. Hesitated. His hand hovered at my jaw like he didn’t trust himself. I didn’t move away.

I gently said to him. Pathetic, isn't it? Last time we talked, I was pushing him away, and here I am asking him to take me back. An evil smile flashed across his lips. "Ah, I know. You were thrown away so you are coming back now. But don't worry. Be thankful that you are my favorite so come on, go back to your old job." I am happy because I easily got my old job back but I knew there will be a payback for it. I know him but I just can't see myself giving my body to him or anyone else at that.

He banished her from his pack and now, he wants her back. Why did he want her back now of all time? Shouldn't this be telling me something? “What do you want?” Alicia asked, glancing at the kid in his arms. “It seems you have a short memory.” “This is our kid so unless you return back to me and we continue our love story from where we stopped, you won't have the chance to see him again.” “I might decide to kill him not like you care about him,” he said and she looked up immediately. “No, I do,” she screamed and rushed toward him. She tried to touch him but he pushed her away slightly.

I don’t know what it was but I could feel my soul wanting him even more after his confession. “I’m not exactly home sick, I lived alone anyway.” I spoke. I should clarify things too, “I got fatigued not because I do not want to stay here. I’m just worried about the people I left behind. Once, just once, I want to tell them goodbye. A proper one, so that they are at ease and so am I.” I cleared my throat, “And uh-” I looked down to avoid looking directly at his face, “I want to come back.” I scratched my right cheek with my index finger, “To you.” I glanced at him. He seemed somewhat surprised but I decided I should just say it all now since he did too, “ I want to come back, because even i

Since he owns a home here, he must know people from around here. I tried to stop my mind from wandering but the image of Hunter curled up in bed with another woman flashed in my mind. It was short and quick, like a stab to the chest. I didn’t understand why I was feeling sad and jealous all of a sudden. I was feeling vengeful. What was happening to me? I needed to get some air and stay away from my thoughts. The card Aaron had given me was sitting on the table. Its red colour was inviting, so I grabbed it and got dressed.

Could tell him to come back, that I didn’t mean it, that I miss him too. The urge is so strong it makes my stomach hurt. “No,” I say out loud, pulling my hand back like the phone burned me. “No, no, no. You’re not doing this. You’re not going back there.” But God, I want to. Even knowing everything I know—that he’s toxic, that he’s a liar, that he kept me hidden while he tried to keep his wife—I still want him. Still miss him. Still remember the way he made me feel before it all went wrong.

GEMMA As I thought about it after that, I also started to wonder if he truly wanted me back, and how far he was willing to go to make me his again. I could even hear the venom dripping in his voice as he yelled it to my retreating form from all the trauma he had been to me. All of the hurt. All the things I hated to remember all rolled into one single man. "I will get you back with me. I swear."

“Come back. Please, come back.” He tilted his head. A smile twitched, broken and too sharp. “Back?” The word was foreign, spit out like it tasted foul. “Why would I go back, when forward is endless?” That voice wasn’t all him. Something else was lodged in him like rot in wood. My stomach twisted. I should have feared him, but my chest ached like a lover denied touch. He wasn’t mine anymore. But God, I still wanted to claim him.

I said and her posture shifted slightly, not in a defensive state but engaged. “I remember.” “Then you don’t let him slip again,” I continued. “If he came to you once, he’ll do it again.” Her jaw tightened slightly. “He will.” “Good, next time, you don’t let him walk away.” I paused and then asked the question that had been on my mind. “When he showed up, what did he say he wanted?” Her gaze didn’t waver. “He wants me back.” The words sat between us heavy and clear and I studied her carefully.