Page 83 of The Forbidden Alpha

I didn’t exactly know where we were going. I just found myself bringing him to my room upstairs. He didn’t even say anything. He just let me drag him inside. When I closed the door behind me, I immediately stared at him. He crossed his arms while looking at me. I clenched my jaw and bravely met his blue eyes.

I could feel my heart pounding rapidly as my emotions started to build up. I fought the urge to lash out at him to remain as calm as possible.

“What is happening with you, huh? What the hell is your problem?” I tried so hard not to raise my voice, but my irritation seemed to get out of hand.

Damn, I have kept this for how many days now!

“What are you talking about?” he calmly asked.

I stared at him in disbelief.

“You’re unbelievable!” I shouted and shook my head.

I saw his forehead creased as he surveyed me with his look. I tried to see and figure out any emotions from his eyes, but he was wearing his usual indifferent expression, so it was hard to guess what was going on inside his head.

Damn it. I can’t believe he’s being like this!

Anger and irritation took over my system when he remained quiet. Here I am, trying my best to communicate with him, but it seems like he’s not even willing to do that at all. My eyes sting from the tears that are threatening to fall from my eyes. I clenched my fist when I realized I was the only one who wanted to have this conversation. I guess I was the only one who developed feelings for him.

My vision started to blur because of the building-up tears in my eyes.

I saw a shift of emotion in his eyes when he noticed the palpable tears in my eyes.

I glared again.

“And now you show some emotions, huh?” I hollered.

He still didn’t speak. Instead, he just avoided my gaze.

“What is it you wanted to talk about, Celine?” he finally said.

“You! It’s you, Lucas!” I didn’t hold back anymore. Tears started trickling down my cheeks, but I didn’t mind. “You are the problem! I hate you! Damn you! You’ll act like that after what just happened between us a few days ago, huh?! Why are you like that! Why are you doing this to me! You are confusing the hell out of me, Lucas! Before that incident, you were fine with me! You even held hands with me when we went out, convincing other packs to join us! You let me feel things! You made me hope for something! You made me believe! Heck, you even took care of me, right?! Have you forgotten about that?! You cared for me like I was a brittle glass that you didn’t want to break! And most of all, you kissed me! You fucking kissed me, Lucas! And what did you do after that, huh? You acted like nothing happened, and you started avoiding me. How could you do that, Lucas?” I was panting and sobbing as I poured all of my frustrations, pains, and disappointments.

I don’t want to pretend like it doesn’t affect me anymore because it fucking does. It hurts every time he tries to avoid me. I felt like I was stabbed in the chest whenever I watched him talk to everybody except me.

Why did he have to treat me like that? I didn’t wish to be this closed to him. I didn’t wish to fall. He was the one who invaded my life...my heart. But now, he’s shattering it so easily.

I didn’t look away. I just kept on sobbing and sobbing until I could already have a hard time breathing. He slowly turned to me, and I saw how he was shocked to see my face.

I heard him utter a curse before attempting to go near me, but I shook my head and stepped back. What? And now, he’s going to act like that, huh?

“Fuck…Celine…” he said huskily as he tried to cup my face, but I immediately shrugged his hands away from me.

“Damn you, Lucas…damn you,” I cried. Hell, I couldn't even recognize my voice already. The anger, pain, and irritation were building up inside me, making it hard for me to breathe.

I clutched my chest as I felt it tightening. “Celine, hey, hey,” Lucas hushed.

I couldn’t prevent Lucas from coming near me when I felt him holding my arms. “Hey, calm down,” he said as he caressed my back and slowly pulled me to him. He made me sit on my bed as he muttered some curses. He got me a glass of water from the bedside table since I always have a pitcher there.

“Here,” he gave me the water, and I drank it.

I heard him sigh as he sat beside me. He was still caressing my back while looking at me intently. I couldn’t help but feel my heart flutter again. His stares were giving me mixed emotions. I was still sniffing, and he wasn’t saying anything. We just sat there silently as I tried to calm my nerves. He never left me until I was finally fine. When I was able to breathe normally, I looked at him again. But then he also immediately avoided my gaze the moment our eyes met.

I gasped and closed my eyes tightly while I massaged my temples. “Won’t you really say anything?” I asked. All my irritation and frustrations are starting to come back.

Damn it.

I tried to cup his face to make him look at me, but he immediately removed my hand.

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