Chapter 36
Shattered
Ellie
“Where the hell were youst night?!” I yell
the question at the sleepy man beside me as I
glower down at him. At first, when I had woken
up to his scent and warmth, I had felt happy and content since he was here with me. But then irritation
began to seep in at not knowing where
he had beenst night.
I had waited all night like some good wife
for her husband, worrying where he was and berating myself for being the reason he left in the first
ce. And he could have been with…!
don’t know…J! I didn’t even realize when I
had fallen asleep, and now I wake up to see him
cuddling up to me like everything was alright. I
still haven’t forgotten how he tantly rejected me yesterday, which was embarrassing, by the
way.
“Ellie?” His voice sounds husky and sleepy as he slowly stands up, rubbing the sleep out of
his eyes with his hands. His blond hair a tousled
mess, and that only seems to make him sexier with his full chest on disy as he has no shirt
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Ipose myself quickly so I won’t begin to drool over him. I’m sitting with my arms
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crossed over my chest, my face pulled in a
scowl, my eyes still zing with anger.
Even though he looks cute in his vulnerable
state, I still am not going easy on him. There are bags under his eyes with his face in a dull
expression that lets me know he hasn’t gotten
much sleep. Meaning he was awake most of the
night and probably only joined me a few hours ago. I wonder why? What had kept him up all
night?
“What time is it?” He groans, running his
hands through his hair.
“I don’t know. Have you asked J?”
Childish, I know. But I’ve been thinking about
nothing but her all night. And how she’s likely the reason why my mate rejected mest night.
Reagan halts then for a second before his
eyes snap to mine as if he’s just seeing me for the first time and noticing my change of mood.
He sighs, reaching for me, “Little wolf...” But I pull back out of his reach, eyeing him cautiously. He seems
a bit hurt at my action but
shakes his head.
“What’s wrong?” He finally asks.
“What time did you get back?” I scrunch
my eyebrows in question at him. He blinks, studying me in confusion.
He runs his hands down his face in
exhaustion, “Around five, I think.” He answers. No wonder he looks so tired.
I swallow past the lump in my throat as!
get ready to ask the next question. “Were you
with her?”
He seems confused at my question, arching
an eyebrow at me.” With who?”
“You know who.” I retort with my eyes narrowed at him. He blinks once more at me
before realization dawns on me.
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“No, Ellie. Never.” He quickly answers with
a shake of his head. I believe him, not because of
the sincere look in his eyes, but because I would
have felt it if he had been sexually close to her.
But there’s still a probability he was with her.
Maybe he just didn’t touch her.
“So, where were you?”
He sighs, exasperated, “I went for a run,
okay?” He attempts to move closer to me and
hold me, but I step back once more, getting off the bed to stand to my feet.
“Okay, I know you’re still mad aboutst
night, but you have to understand...”
“Understand what?” I cut him off with a
sharp re. “That my mate doesn’t want me probably because he’s interested in some other
female.”
“That’s enough, Ellie!” He growls the warning in his eyes shing. I whip my head away to look at the
wall opposite me, ignoring his hard re.
After a while, I hear him shift from the bed
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then, his light footfalls walking towards me. But I keep my eyes pinned away from him.
He’s right behind me when he says, “I never
said that I don’t want you, nor did I say I want
someone else. You know I’m crazy about you.
Look at me, Ellie.” His smooth voice behind me
coaxes me to let down my walls. I know if I step
into his arms, I might forget everything right
away and just lean further into him. So that’s
why I kept my distance as I turned to look at
him.
I feel slightly guilty as I notice the tired
expression on his face. I’m the cause of his pain.
I’m the one who made him storm out yesterday
in anger and tire himself out till this morning. I’m the one still causing him distress with my
sour mood.
His handes up to caress my cheeks, but this time, I don’t move away. He smells and
feels so good. I just want to forget everything
while I’m with him.
“Baby…” He says as I begin to lean into his
touch. But then, a sharp knock spoils the
moment as we both halt at the sound. Reagan
let’s out a low cuss before he growls angrily at
the intruder behind the door.
“What is it?!” He snaps.
“It’s me. We need to hurry and leave.” I
know that irritating voice anywhere. “A small pack was ambushedst night, and we need to
go check it out.”
My eyebrows furrow in question at her words as I stare back at Reagan in shock. He mutters something
along the lines, “I’ll be down in a minute.” before the sound of retreating footsteps is heard.
I tilt my head at Reagan, still trying to
process the meaning behind J‘s words.
“I have to go right now, but…” “She’s joining you with the investigation?”
calmly voice out the question as I stare,
stunned at him. Since J came, I’ve never
seen her follow Reagan and Danny out. Mostly
because she isn’t working with them and also,
Danny hates her. He’s probably going to throw a
fit if he finds out about this. But for now, I’ll be
the one throwing a fit.
Reagan takes his time as if he already
knows how I would react to his answer. “Yes, she is.” He finally says but quickly adds, “Just like you, she
wanted to be a part of it. And I hadn’t seen any harm in it. She is good at quickly spotting the slightest
detail with her sharp eyes.
Her dad was once the head warrior and had
trained her well. She can be of good help and…”
“So she’ll be with you all day?”linterrupt him, hugging myself while digging my nails into my arms. I can
already feel the jealousy slowly seeping into my bones.
He pauses to stare at me before answering,
“Yes.” I dig my nails deeper into my palms enough to draw blood. “But so will you.” He
quickly adds. “You did say you want to join me,
right?”
“I’m not.” I calmly state, even though I was boiling inside with fury. I won’t be able to stand
watching them being so close all day. My wolf
would pounce on J the first few minutes,
and I won’t even do anything to stop her since!
want her to.
I can’t believe he thinks I’ll be okay with
J being with him all day. If it had been Brad
and me, Reagan would have gone berserk at the
thought. He can’t even stand me saying his
name, and here he is wanting me to watch him and his ex y detective all day. No f*****g way.
“But you said you wanted to join me.” He
walks close to me, but I move away once more,
causing him to frown in disapproval.
“Yeah, but I also said I would be going back to my home for a few days…”
“This is your home!” He bellows then with fury. “I am your home.” He snarls the statement
with a dark look in his eyes. But I don’t so much
as cringe at his harsh tone. I only met his re
head-on with one of mine.
“Are you sure?” I ask, causing him tock
an eyebrow at me in question. “‘Cause you don’t feel like it, not anymore.” I know I’m only adding fuel to
fire, but I’m stating what I feel
right now. Everything between us is changing,
and I can feel our new fragile bond slowly
cracking. Doesn’t he feel it too?
He steps back at my words, almost as if had pped him. He’s staring at me with shock
written all over his face before he shakes his
head.
“You don’t know what you’re saying, little wolf. We belong to each other.” He takes a step closer to me.
“You want me just as much as
want you.”
“Then mark me then.” I close the space
between us in one long stride. I had one of his
long shirts on and started to unbutton it. “Take me however you want. Make me yours.” Right
now, I’m a desperate she-wolf who didn’t want
to experience the pain of being rejected once more. I may have been able to survive that of
Brad’s, but I doubt I’ll make it through with
Reagan. He’s already part of my soul even
though he hasn’t marked me yet. I just can’t lose
him. And if begging him shamelessly will do the
trick, then I’m ready to take it.
His eyes sh with something dark in them
as he watches me unbutton his shirt. I’m
halfway through when I lean upon my
tippy-toes to ce a hard sensuous kiss on his
lips. I trail my fingers down his exposed chest
and abs, aiming for below as I distract him with
the kiss. But when my hands touch his pant, he
lets out a growl before gripping both my wrists
and move them away.
“No.” He whispers between us, our breathsing out in pants from our makeout session.
“Why?!”I almost yelled the question.
“Because you sound more desperate than willing.” He leaves my wrist then to cup both my cheeks with
his big hands. “Is there something you’re not telling me?” I can see the concern in his soft eyes filled with
so much love and care.
I remember J’s poisonous words from
yesterday, but I shake away the thought. This
was between Reagan and me. I just don’t get
why my mate won’t im me. Is there
something wrong with me that makes my mates
not ept me?
Reagan keeps saying I’m not ready, and
that’s why he hasn’t marked me yet. But how‘s
that possible. How does he know when I’m
ready or not? That just doesn’t make any sense.
I move away from him, my fists clenched at my sides as I grit my teeth in anger. “Well, when you think
I’m ready, I’m sure you know the way
to my parents’ home,” I announce, hoping this
was enough to change his mind. I’m sure he would do anything to keep me here…right?
His face turns crestfallen with his shoulders
hunched in defeat. Running his fingers through his messy mop of hair in frustration, he begins
to pace the room while grumbling incoherent
words underneath his breath. I watch him
contemte for a while before he sighs, and without saying anything, walks into the closet.
He emergester dressed in something more formal as he makes his way towards the
bedroom door without sparing me a nce.
My heart shatters slowly as he tantly
ignores me and heads for the door. And out of
onest desperate attempt, I yell after him.
“I’m leaving today.”
He halts in his footsteps, not turning
around with his eyes pinned in front of him. I
wait with bated breath for his response, holding
onto a tiny shred of hope that he’ll listen.
“You’ll be back, eventually.” He only says before waltzing out of the room and closing the
door shut behind him.
I stare at the door for a few seconds in
shock, unable toprehend what just
happened.
He’s letting me go, just like that?
My heart is breaking into tiny little pieces with no one to pick them up. It feels as if the breath has been
knocked out of me, and I find it hard to breathe. My eyes turn blurry as the room around me spins.
He’s letting me go, just like that?
My heart is breaking into tiny little pieces with no one to pick them up. It feels as if the breath has been
knocked out of me, and I find it
hard to breathe. My eyes turn blurry as the room
around me spins.
Was he perhaps tired of me and my tantrums and happy to get rid of me? Have I lost
my mate once more?