Chapter 222
Her heart was thumping so crazily that she was afraid that he might hear the sound of her
heartbeat.
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But she didn’t let her panic show.
“Do you have a trusting issue, Westin?” she asked, pretending to be vexed.
Her heart was thumping so crazily that she was afraid that he might hear the sound of her
heartbeat.
But she didn’t let her panic show.
“Do you have a trusting issue, Westin?” she asked, pretending to be vexed.
‘Don’t make this about me, my love.” He raised an eyebrow while saying, “First you managed to win
over Wells and Belle, and then this effort you made with the baseball game tonight…Clemente is
now on your side as well. It is hard to believe that you are not orchestrating something behind my
back–”
“You asked me to be nice to Clemente! And your brother and sister…Don’t you want us to be
friends?”
“Of course I do. And I can see that you have really tried, which almost gave me the impression that
you were ready to ept my proposal…Hell was I thrilled. But when I saw the rejection on your
face just a moment ago, I knew that this wasn’t the case. So tell me, J, what are you trying to
do here?”
J’s body became tense.
Westin was smart.
And as reluctant as she liked to admit to it…He could see right through her.
She had to find a way to ease his mind..
Her entire escape n hinged on this.
“Fine. You want the truth?”
She looked straight into his eyes, “The truth is that I am not ready to ept your proposal. And my
heart is still with Daran.”
His face darkened abruptly.
A storm was building in his eyes.
“But-”
She hurried to continue before he snapped.
But we are where we are right now. And I am trying to get used to this ce, to befriend people, to
build a connection here. Because I was hoping that if I could ever begin to see this ce as home…
only then would you and I have a true future. together.”
He stared at her, unblinkingly.
She took in a deep breath, her voice shaking, “I am doing the best I can, Westin! To adjust to this
new environment…But if you are going to deny all my efforts and be paranoid about everything that
I have done, honestly, I don’t know why I am still trying! Maybe I should just give up already! Lock
myself up in this room and never see anybody…because that would have been easier…”
Some heavy emotions surged up in her chest.
Those were lies that she told. But the feelings were real.
She felt cornered, frustrated, and alone with no help.
She was pregnant with the child of the man she really loved but trapped here with another man.
How could fate do this to her?
Overwhelmed by those emotions, she began to choke.
“Oh J…Come here, my love.”
Westin let out a long sigh and pulled her into his arms again.
“…I am sorry,” he whispered hoarsely into her ears.
She ignored him and kept sobbing
“I am a bit over–anxious,” he admitted. “I really want you to fall in love with me….I want it so much
that sometimes I push too hard…”
“But there is a process! You have to wait for me to be ready.. Or this is not going to work-”
“It is going to work,” he said firmly, without a shred of doubt. “Because I know that I am the right one
for you…. But you are right. There is a process. So I will wait…no matter how long it takes.”
She buried her face to his shoulder.
…And secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Good.
Her approach worked.
His doubt was removed, for now.
“So the hunting…” she asked about the thing that she cared about the most.
“Of course you can go,” he reassured her. “When is this hunting again?”
“The day after tomorrow.”
Precisely one day before the deadline that he gave her.
“I have an entire day packed with meetings that day. So are you going to be alright by yourself?” he
asked with a frown.
“Don’t worry. Clemente will stay with me.”
It was actually a relief that he wouldn’t be there.
Westin tightened his arms around her and rested his chin on her head.
“If there is going to be no sex tonight…” he said.
“There isn’t!”
He chuckled lowly, “Fine. Then what should we do before bedtime?”
“You can read to me. There is a novel on the nightstand.”
With one arm still wrapped around her shoulder, he reached over and grabbed the book.
Turning the book to the page that she folded, he started reading.
He had a beautiful voice, deep and sexy, like a velvety river.
She closed her eyes and let her mind drift away in that soothing sound.
The hunting team gathered by the front gate of the castle and then headed out to the
designated hunting site together on horseback.
The sun bathed thendscape in a warm, golden glow, casting a majestic hue over the sprawling
mountains.
The elders from the House of Light, all dressed in rich hunting attire, moved gracefully on
horseback, nked by a vignt escort of soldiers and guards.
The crisp mountain air kissed J’s cheeks as she rode alongside the royal entourage through the
towering peaks, with Clemente by her side.
“You are a very good rider,” Clemente said.
“My brother taught me how to ride,” Jane shrugged. “But why aren’t we taking the cars?”
“The paths in the mountains are not essible to any kind of vehicles.”
“OK? But in case you have forgotten, we are werewolves. Why can’t we all shift into our wolves and
run to the hunting site? It would be definitely faster.”
She had not had any chances to shift since she arrived at the Lycan’snd.
Her wolf craved a good run.
“Because that would be a very ungraceful thing to do,” said an abrupt voice from her back
J turned on her horse and found that an elder with a goatee wasing close to her.
“Elder Robert from the House of Light. Elder Robert, this is Lady J,” Clemente introduced the
two of them.
Elder Robert eyed her up and down with a critical look, “The werewolf Queen…so I have heard.”
“Nice to meet you, elder.” J bowed to him on the houseback, “But did I just hear it wrong? Did
you say that shifting is an ungraceful thing to do?”
“It is.”
Elder Robert raised his chin, his goatee fluttering in the mountain breeze:
“The Lycan is a noble species. We never let the primal animal instinct control us. We are first
human, then wolves.”
That was the most ridiculous thing that she had heard.
She rolled her eyes internally.
Her wolf let out a disgruntled growl inside of her at the same time.
“If
you want to be epted into thismunity, Lady J, you need to change some of your
thinking,” Elder Randy said in a condescending kind of tone.
“Thank you for your advice. But unlike the Lycans, I fully intend to embrace my animal instincts. I
think it is what empowers me.”
Her wolf made an approving purr.
“Ha! Stubborn.” Elder Randy snorted, “Very well. Let us see how far your animal instinct can get
you. I will see you at the hunting site.”
He hit the horse with his riding whip and ran off.
J narrowed her eyes at his back, “Does he have a problem with me?”
Clemente let out a sigh, “Elder Randy, the elder who got poisoned, is his best friend. There are
rumors saying that you are responsible for the poisoning, so…”
J frowned.
Right.
The guy who poisoned Elder Randy still hadn’t been found yet.
She had a theory that Lamonte and Agnes were responsible.
But she didn’t have any proof to back it up.
And she wouldn’t have a chance to find those proofs.
Because if everything worked out ording to her n, she would be out of this. damn ce by the
end of today.
“Clemente, can you do me a favor?” she turned to ask Clemente.
“Anything,” he said solemnly.
“I want to show these elders what I can do,” she smiled a confident smile. “So when the hunting
begins and we venture into the mountain to chase the prey, I don’t want you to follow me. I want to
go out there and do this by myself.