She had more love than hatred for her sister who had bullied her.She hadn’t wanted me to kill any one of the people who had made her life miserable because she loved life.And now … now, I knew why.
Still, Zuri was different.I truly believed that.One day, I’d prove it to her.
But for now, the only thing I could do was love her.
CHAPTERTWENTY
ZURI
I staredup at the bland ceiling through wide eyes.Darkness blanketed the room as Stone snored lightly beside me.I glanced over at his bare, scarred back and pressed my thighs together, heat gushing through me.
My body and my wolf were slowly betraying my every last wish.From the moment I’d laid my eyes on the madman, I hadn’t wanted to mate with him.Never mind have his pups!But the thought of him loving me so much that he wanted me pregnant …
“Fuck,” I whispered, squeezing my legs and eyes closed.
How could I even let this thought cross my mind?I hated him so much, but … he was actually so sweet.He acted all tough and hard in front of his pack, in front of other wolves.He was feared by almost every other pack that I knew.
Yet still, tonight, he had cried in front of me while thinking about his packmate that he had killed.He hadn’t forced himself upon me, like his brother had tried.He had pampered me the other day, bought me clothes that I actually looked decent in and, for the first time ever, that I felt … sexy in.And don’t get me started on that dirty mouth of his.
But what I liked the most was … I didn’t feel insecure around him as much anymore.
Though that fear, those insecurities, still lingered sometimes, and I sat up late at night, wondering why the hell he was with me and why the hell I was enjoying it.I shouldn’t feel like this, especially after the bad news that he had brought home to me last night.
“Curse you, Moon Goddess,” I whispered.
She hummed to me, like she usually did late at night when nobody else was around.“He’s good for you, my daughter,” she said, her voice like harmonies during the new moon when she wasn’t even in the sky, glowing bright.“I promise.”
“He brought me my family’s ashes.”
“They’d deserved it.”
My eyes widened, and I sat up in the bed as she came into existence near the window.She sat on the windowsill, a small smile on her brown face and her eyes glowing white, and kicked her legs back and forth.
“What do you mean, they’d deserved it?”I asked.“Aren’t you supposed to love?—”
“Everyone equally?”She laughed.“Not when they’re assholes.”
“Stone is an asshole.”
“You think that man, who was sobbing in your arms tonight, is an asshole?”She arched her brow, giving me that infamouswho are you kiddinglook that Mom used to give me before she died when I was only a child.
“But he?—”
“He’s your fated mate for a reason,” she said.“You need him as much as he needs you.”
“He’s an asshole!”
“Is it that you really think he’s an asshole or that you don’t think you deserve him?”
I chewed on my inner cheek.“I just don’t get it sometimes.How is he attracted to?—”
“Don’t you dare finish that sentence,” she said, leaning back on her arms.“Do you see my body?I’m not skinny or muscular or traditionally beautiful, like most wolves are.Yet still, they worship me.Not because of my appearance, but because of my heart.”
“But you are beautiful,” I said.“Truly.”
She shook her head.“You should let Stone fuck you in front of the mirror more often.Maybe you’ll start to see what I see and what Stone sees.True beauty lies on the inside, but you, my dear, are beautiful, both on the inside and out.”
“Did you watch us?!”I asked in horror.