Sihanaâs POV âY â Yes?â I stuttered with my mouth falling open. No chy went by where Cahir didnât say something that surprised me.
âYes, I donât want kids. I donât care for them.â His words rang with finality and he stared at me with an indiscernible look in his eyes.
âB- But the â Your seat.â I looked at the large chair in his office. âWho will take over from you?â
âWho knows?â He shrugged, taking a seat with his arms behind his head. âI hate this pack and canât be bothered to care for their continuity. Alpha Blood is relevant to me as it acts as my tether. That aside, I couldnât care less if it perished.â
His words shouldnât have surprised me but they did. It went without saying that someone who hated a pack wouldnât care if they fell to ruins. Still, it was still Hard to reconcile the Cahir everyone knew, the one that would go to war if a single person in Alpha Blood was hurt, with the Cahir I knew who didnât care about Alpha Blood. I wondered if it was something like possessiveness which he couldnât help, if he didnât want anyone to hurt Alpha Blood except him. I couldnât ask him about that as so many thoughts swarmed my mind.
âI want a pup, Asena said in a quiet tone.
Yes, I had not thought seriously about having kids but they were always a part of my future. Iâd always envisioned having a little girl that looked like me and a faceless son who had started to look like Cahir these days. It was too early- we just mated and I wasnât sure where we stood with each other. Kids in the mix now would be too soon but I always assumed I would have a family we would have a family.
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*But what about âThe words in my throat felt too large to be spoken. They seemed to choke me.
âWhat about me?â He didnât want kids but what if I wanted kids?
âWhat about you?â His forehead creased and I pressed my lips together to keep from biting them.
âWhat does that have to do with you?â
âI am your mate!â I wanted to scream but no words would pass my throat.
The legs which had been holding me as I stood facing his desk suddenly quivered and I hurried to take a seat.
âAre you sure youâre alright? Youâre red in the face.â He got out of his seat to feel my forehead again. âYouâre burning up!â He exclaimed.
âI am?â I felt my forehead. It was warmer than usual but nothing to be concerned about.
âSometimes, it takes a while for my abilities to kick in,â I muttered, not paying attention to his palm on my body.
With Cahir, I seemed to be moving from one problem to another. He was a complex man with scars event he refused to acknowledge. I should have known he wouldnât want kids but I hadnât thought that far ahead.
It shouldnât bother me this much because up until a few minutes ago, I hadnât given them much thought, but they always featured in my plans. How was I to react when he said he didnât want kids so flippantly and with such finality? Even Asena didnât know how to react ë¶ 45%
forehead again. I felt myself cooling from the inside so knew that in a few minutes my body temperature would be back to normal.
âRight, I came here for a reason.â I looked away from him, pushing his hands off me.
His flippant words had me irritated. He didnât want kids so he wouldnât have kids. He never considered I may want kids. Did he eve care?
âStop it, Asena warned me as I started to think negatively of her mate again. âHeâs not used to considering the opinion of others but you canât deny he cares for ut I deflated at her words.
Yes, he cared about me but now I felt awful for some reason.
It doesnât make sense! I wanted to yell. ver gave serious consideration to having a family so why did I feel like shit now that he said he didnât want one!?
âYou came here for a reason?â His hand caressed my face with his brows pulled in. âAre you sure youâre alright, belle?â His thumb caressed my bottom lip. I nodded, unable to look him in the eye.
âRight. About Alpha Dorian.â His hand paused its movement on my face. The air around him turned to frost and I forced myself to look up at him.
âWhat about him?â His tone was flat, his expression closed off. He withdrew his touch, walking around me to take a seat. My body howled at the loss of his touch.
âWhat do you plan to do to him?â His eyes narrowed as I questioned him.
âSihana Asena,â he called my name with a sharp sting. I am still the Alpha of this pack.â
âver â ver said you werenât,â I muttered, casting my eyes about.
âWhy do you continue to question me?â His lips did not curl, his veins did not pulse, and neither did he slam his fist on his desk. His eyes remained expressionless as he forced me to hold his gaze, but I felt the anger wrapped around him begin to spread its hands, seeking to choke me.
âDo you â Do you acknowledge me as your Luna?â I blinked several times, rubbing my palm against my forearm.
âYouâre my mate, arenât you?â He replied to my question with a question.
âYâYeah.â I felt my temperature begin to rise again. The earlier lightheaded feeling intensified and my heart swelled with nervousness. âYeah, I am your mate, your Luna so why âI swallowed. âWhy canât I question you?â He crossed his arms. âLook, Cahir, you may be the Alpha but Lam not â Iâm no longer a nobody.â I forced the thick words out of my mouth. âI am your Luna soâthis thing where you brush me aside should stop.â I already vowed that I wouldnât let him push me away anymore.
âSihana Asena âI cut him off, my words rushing out to drown him out before he could gain the upper hand and silence me.
âDorian insulted me. It had nothing to do with you. If I canât If I canât concern myself with what you do, then you shouldnât concern yourself with what I do.â As I spoke, I gathered myself. As soon as the word dropped from my lips, I stood and faced the door. âHave a nice day.â I all but fled from his office, ignoring his gaze burning a hole into my back.
While I ran out of the pack house, I once again met Sam who had managed to get himself into trouble yet again.
âLuna!â He wailed, holding out his hand to me with glass sticking into his bloody palm.
âHow did this even happen?â I muttered, prying the glass out of his hand. He screamed and I knew his mother would be here in a second. âWhereâs your mu?â I spoke to distract him from the pain in his hand as I tried to activate my healing mana.
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âShe She âThe little boy cried. âShe said I should take the the plates to the the kitchen but I fell â
and and-â He broke off with a wail. âThereâs too much blood!â There wasnât that much blood but he â
tightened his eyes closed.
âDonât worry. Youâll be fine soon.â As I said the words, elt like I was telling a lie.
I was a healer, kissed by the goddess and gifted the ability to heal myself and others but as I held that boyâs outstretched arm, I didnât feel the familiar hum of power inside me and no matter how hard I tried, I couldnât close the small wound on his palm.
I could not heal him.
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