Chapter 413: Chapter 416

416-It Ends Tonight.

“Hey!” I sat down on the ground and pulled my knees closer to

my chest. “I visited your pack today. There have been some issues that have needed our attention. You

know, life has never been so boring and empty. Every day feels like a burden now. I just don’t know

how long I carry on before I decide to just get up and leave to stay in the mountains,” I laughed as I

remembered him disagreeing with the idea when I told him I would move out and stay on the

mountains if he didn’t listen

to me.

Flashback:

“Thiago! If you don’t put this game down, I will leave you.” | warned him, watching him lift his head up

from his phone and stare at me with his thick eyebrows raised at me.

“And where would you go?” he asked, finally giving rest to the game he had been playing on his phone

for hours now.

“I will go live on the mountains,” I scoffed, flicking my hair back and watching him smile a little.

“I don’t think you can survive on the mountains,” he whispered, spreading his arm and eyeing me to

jump on the mattress with him. I crawled onto the mattress and stuffed myself into his arm.

We were sleeping on the rooftop that night. He knew how much I loved sleeping under the stars, so he

planned this little date night for us–or should I call it a sleep date?

“Why not? I have powers that can help me survive anywhere,” I whispered, smelling his cologne and

feeling comfort in my heart.

“Really? Even without me?” he asked, and my body stiffened. I just didn’t know how to joke about living

without him.

“Don’t talk nonsense.” I am not talking about you. You will come wherever I go.” I slapped his chest

playfully and cuddled with him.

End Of Flashback:

“Ah! Those were the times. I used to feel so special whenever you were around. It was as if I knew I

was your everything. Even when we were in a crowd, I remembered your eyes fixing on my face only.

You were always watching me to make sure I was fine. Now I have to look after myself, and I am not

complaining. Lazlo hates it when I complain, but it is just that sometimes I wish I had someone who

would care for me.” I hugged myself when talking about my emotions and feelings made me feel

selfish.

“You leaving me has left me with nothing, Thiago. Life is not- the same without you, no one is the same

without you,” I sighed as I started getting up to leave, “Just know one thing, Enya would never love

anyone more than she had ever loved her Thiago, he stays mine,” I said with tears itching my eyes.

and soon my vision turned blurry. I had to blink hard to escape the tears and walk out of the cemetery.

I took a train to the pack, and soon I was back at the place where I feel the loneliest. Lazlo and

Maynard were watching TV, but I could tell Lazlo was in a bad mood.

I prepared the dinner as fast as I could, and with the help of Christina, I was able to do it in an hour.

“Hey! Maynard will talk to you tonight,” Christina whispered

before the guys entered the dining room. I couldn’t get to her to tell her that I was not comfortable

talking to Maynard behind Lazlo’s back. I was also not sure how to accept her offer.

I had been seeking attention for the past two years, so my thinking about Maynard could be only

because he was the first one to give me any type of attention after so long. And not to forget, his

company made me feel like those years had never happened. I felt like Enya, who was still loved and

cherished.

I sat down at the dining table with them and finished my dinner in silence. I would usually be in a bad

mood after returning from Thiago’s pack, but would force a smile onto my lips.

After the dinner ended, I walked straight to my bedroom to have a word with Lazlo about us.

“Lazlo! can we talk?” I asked, watching him get ready for the night.

“About what?” he asked, taking off his wristwatch and then unbuttoning his shirt.

“About us. About how you have been acting like a stranger to me,” I said, feeling like a broken record

for always bringing it up but never receiving a suitable response from him.

But this time, it was different. He sounded ready to discuss it with me.

“About that—,” he paused and turned around to face, me. I was sitting on the bed while he was

standing in the mirror,

watching me with his arms folded over his chest.

“Remember how you used to have many mates? I was thinking, why do we need to bind ourselves in a

monogamous relationship?” He asked, and my heart sank in my chest.

Wait!

He was suggesting polygamy?

“I am not saying we should date around, but you got to keep mates when you were with me, so why

can’t I have

girlfriends?” He elaborated, and my jaw met the floor even harder this time.

“You want to sleep around?” I asked in shock, watching him scoff at my response.

“Look at you, looking at me all disgustingly. But I would have been called evil if I had done that to you.

You were fucking around with everyone. That’s why you are so dull in sex now, Enya!” He raised his

voice to express his frustration, and I got major Maynard vibes from him.

This is what Maynard accused me of back when he was looking for ways to justify his cheating. He said

I was dull in bed.

“That is because you never let me touch you. You just want to fuck me and get over it,” I yelled at him

for trying to hurt my feelings. “Or maybe you are the problem. How dare you bring up my past when

you were the one who begged me to accept you along with my other mates? It was your constant

begging— I paused when he grunted and threw the hairbrush on the wall.

“Begging?” he yelled, waiting for my response.