Chapter 245
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Updated : Jun 30th, 2025
I don't say anything. Just turned back and continued staring at nothing.
I pretended that his presence wasn't affecting me. Pretended that I was okay and that every fiber in my being wasn't vibrating. I was fighting the pull despite Nyx telling me not to. I was used to fighting it since we learned that we were mates; it was hard not to.
When I couldn't take it, the pull, the desire, the silence turned to him. "I don't get it, Alec. What do you want? Why are you here? Why are you trying? Don't think I haven't noticed." Before he could answer, I continued. "You already have Aspen's devotion and love, so what is all this?" I didn't know if he got what I was referring to, but honestly, with the emotional turmoil inside me, I wasn't in the mood to explain anything if he didn't get it.
"I am grateful that I have her love and devotion, but Sadie," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion, too. "Aspen is not the only one whose love I want. I want yours too." I stay quiet, not sure what to say. I wasn't expecting him to be this open. I wasn't expecting those words to come out of his mouth.
Emotions choke the living daylights out, and for a moment, I feel like crying.
My voice broke as I whispered, "Why now? You didn't care when it mattered, Alec. So why now, when I want nothing to do with you?" I couldn't fight the tears, so I furiously wiped them away, angry at myself for crying. It didn't matter, though, because I wiped th, em and more just fell.
My breath caught when I felt his gentle touch as he wiped away my tears. "I know how confusing this must be for you, but I can't give you the answer you want right now. I can't answer why now and not back then. I just can't because I don't know the answer to that." That made me angry because it wasn't the answer I was looking for. Don't ask what I expected to hear, but it wasn't that. Feeling frustrated and hurt, I pushed his hand away and stood up.
"You know what hurts more, Alec?" I asked, my voice sounding thick to my ears. "It's that you didn't see then. You didn't try to get to know me; you didn't care. You just dismissed me without trying to see the real me... How then am I expected to believe that you want me now, when I wasn't your type back then? When you wouldn't even glance. How am I supposed to believe you feel something for now when you didn't, even though I was constantly in your face? I'm still the Sadiee. Battered and chewed up a little, but still the same. So, if you couldn't like them, how can I believe you like them now when nothing much has changed?" He was quiet, justaringwithwith those green eyes, which were filled with so many emotions. Emotions, I refused to believe because I still couldn't believe he would feel anything except indifference and contempt.
"I can't explain it," he began as if he struggled to find the words. "But it's there, Sadie: I see you now, and I am sorry I was a stupid asshole who didn't see your worth back then. I was a blind idiot who didn't notice the treasure in front of me, but I do now. I see you, Sadie, all of you, and you have me. You have a hold over my heart." I huffed, still unable to believe it. "It's the bond. What you feel is because of the bond. You don't want me, Alec. You never have." He stood up and took a step towards me. Before I could even react, he pulled me into his arms. I tried to fight him, but it was futile.
He held close, tightening his grip, almost as if he was afraid I would disappear. "I won't push you to have or forgive me, but give me time, Sadie and I'll prove to you thwhat what I feel for you is more than what's being influenced by the bond- That what I feel for you is real, the realest thing I've ever felt my entire life. It's only after I've proven myself that you will believe me." With that, he lands a soft kiss on my forehead before letting go, turning around, and leaving.
I am left standing there confused.
And with so many emotions fighting. For dominance inside me. After standing there for a few minutes, I released a tired breath and headed inside the house. Today's fatigue was starting to catch up with me.
I got to our room but stopped dead. Someone had left something on our bedroom door. Picked it up and unwrapped the box. It was a single, white butterfly hair clip. The one Aspen had been admiring earlier.
In the gift shop, but I never asked for it.
Tucked beneath it was a note, which was scribbled in Alec's unmistakable handwriting: "Thought she might want this. I'll see you both tomorrow. Sleep well." I clutched the clip to my chest, the ache inside unfurling into something warmer, something harder to ignore.
I didn't know what tomorrow would bring, and that terrified me.
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