Chapter9
Violet’s POV
I slowly opened my eyes. I was lying in bed in a strange room. The smell of disinfectant told me that I was in a hospital.
The pain hit me like a wave once I woke up. I had been having this pain ever since that position hid my scent and my wolf disappeared. Sometimes it was so bad at night that I couldn’t sleep.
But this one was by far the worst one that I had got–I fainted
right on the spot.
I groaned in bed while taking in small breathes, trying to ease the pain. But it didn’t work. If I still had my wolf, it would cure all my
injures and sickness. But I lost her to the potion. So I was on
myself right now.
Then an enticing smell floated into my nostrils.
It was an awesome, earthy smell mixed with a hint of pine tree. It
was so soothing. I could feel my pain lighten up almost
immediately.
I couldn’t help but take another big inhale and turned my stiff
head, looking for the source of that smell.
Then I saw him.
Asher was lying on the same bed with me, soundly asleep. The
bed was too small for a huge guy like him, so he was basically
huddled on the bed. His left arm was underneath my neck like a
pillow, and his right arm was on my belly.
He was hugging me in his sleep.
I stared at his face. He looked so peaceful right now. But the last
time I saw him, his face was full of anger, disappointment, and
hatred.
I knew Asher hated me. He had a reason to be.
I ran away for 5 years and left a huge mess behind. The
matebond still existed between us, which meant that Asher
couldn’t live in peace with his Luna because he hadn’t rejected me
yet.
I caused Asher’s pain. And I was the reason Kylie was sick. I
guessed my parents didn’t think that far when they made that
decision.
I quietly snuck deeper into his arms and rested my head on his
chest.
This moment felt stolen. Who knew what would happen when
he woke up? He might decide to reject me right away. So this was
the last chance I got with him.
His skin was burning. I couldn’t help but placed my lips on his
neck, feeling the throbbing vein underneath the skin.
His scent got stronger, invading my senses. I breathed faster,
Jopening my mouth like I was thirsty. I couldn’t resist the
temptation–I wanted to get closer to him. Closer.
My need had never been stronger. I guessed it was his scent that
made me horny. I squeezed my legs together but that still wasn’t
enough to kill the void that I felt.
The right hand that he kept on my belly traveled downward. I
gasped and realized that he was awake already.
“Asher.” I breathed, half–moaning.
His hand was on my upper thigh, slipping into my panties. Then
he would find out that I was drenching wet already.
I called his name again, begging. He lowered his head and caught
my lips hungrily. Maybe because he didn’t want to hear my
voice.
He pushed my underwear aside. With a swift and hard move, he
thrust his finger into me.
I gasped, my body bouncing at this surprised finger fuck. He used
his legs to separate my legs, keeping them wide so that it was
easier for him to move his finger.
“You are a virgin,” he whispered into my ears.
I panted. I couldn’t say a full sentence. I couldn’t think straight. My mind was clouded by pleasure.
He growled deeply and added another finger. Then he picked up
the pace, fucking me with his middle and index finger.
I moaned and groaned, my body twitching as this sweet pleasure
tortured me. The pleasure escalated. I was pushed closer and
closer to the edge.
Then I came, hard and fast on his fingers. The orgasm was so
strong that I felt like I was shocked by thunder.
Quietly, he pulled his finger out and lay down by my side. He
wasn’t even looking at me.
I was a bit disappointed. I had felt his throbbing bulge when he
fingered me earlier. But he chose not to release himself on me.
Maybe because he didn’t think I was worth it, or maybe because
he had already decided to reject me.
Whatever it was, I was not in the position to complain. I was happy enough that I had my first orgasm with him. What else
could I ask for.
He was gazing up at the ceiling, deep in his own thoughts. I just
realized that there were dark circles underneath his eyes. He
looked exhausted.
“What’s on your mind?” I asked.
There was a long silence. Just when I thought he wouldn’t
answer, he spoke up, “Do you know what it was like to lose your
mate?”
“Of course I do.” I said lowly. “It is.a nightmare.“”
7 years, I endured that pain alone. At least Asher still had his
members by his side, and he even had Kylie. But I had no one to
turn to.
“I lost a member today,” he said lowly. “It was heartbreaking. I
couldn’t save him. Had to watch him die in front of me. But
nothing I felt came close to what his mate experienced. She
refused to leave his body. Maybe it was because the pain and
trauma, she started hurting herself, biting and tearing her own.
flesh off. It was.horrible.”
I shivered. Yeah, I could imagine that. When I just lost Asher, I
just wanted to smash my head against the wall to stop the
internal pain, but even that wasn’t much of a help.
He directed his gaze upon me, his eyes dark.
“Why weren’t you affected by our matebond?” he asked.
I bit my lips and felt my heart shattered by that question.
He thought losing him was easy? I just chose to endure the pain.
alone, but that didn’t mean that I wasn’t in pain. I never let the
others see my weakness, so it made people believe that I couldn’t
feel things.
I envied Kylie sometimes. She could easily let people realize how
vulnerable she was. It was a gift.
“You chose to give up our matebond willingly. So that must have
been easy for you,” he said in a half–sarcastic and half–accusatory
tone.
He didn’t know that my parents forced me into it. I begged him,
“I’ll tell you everything later. The truth. Please give me a chance
to explain.”
Yet he let out a sneer, “Don’t bother. I am so done with your
secrets and lie. I won’t believe a single thing that you say.”
“Asher please.”
“No explanation will make up to the 7 years you took from me. So
don’t even start, Violet.”
