Refusing Him

Harlyn

I don’t blame him. I’m getting whiplash. Right now, he’s just stood staring at me, and I feel calm. I don’t feel hate for him. I’m confused over all this, and he seems to be trying to work this out.

His mouth opens as if he is about to talk, but he stops and closes his mouth. It’s weird, having him close, having him touching me eases the itch in my neck.

It’s weird; right now, I see him and I remember from before he pushed me out. Yet, thirty seconds ago, while he was speaking, it was like looking at an entirely different person. How is that even possible? It’s hard to think of anything or anyone else right now except for him.

I don’t want to let him go, and I feel like I need to keep him close to me. Maybe I’m going crazy? I feel his finger stroke down my neck, and it only relaxes me more.

Right now, I’m meant to be with Wayne, yet I’m not sure I want to. It’s weird; being here with Stefan makes me feel like I have no feelings for Wayne.

Which isn’t possible, I agreed to marry him, I lived with him for years. Maybe this is just the bond, and that is why how would I know if this feeling right now is caused by the bond and not real?

Then again, wouldn’t the feeling always be there if I was around him if it was the bond? It wouldn’t be a temporary thing, that comes and goes.

Leaning forward, I kiss him, unsure of why, but I feel I need to. His tongue slides into my mouth, and he moves, his body pinning mine against the wall. His hands move across my body, and I feel his hand unzip my dress.

His hands slide it down from my shoulders. His mouth continues to kiss along my neck and down my shoulder. My moans grow, and his hands stroke along my legs, lifting the dress.

My body explodes in pleasure from the feel of his touch. His name escapes my lips as his kiss becomes more demanding. I hear the knock but ignore it, pulling him closer. My mind drowning in pleasure.

“Harlyn!” I hear Wayne, and I try to force my mind to sort itself out, but right now, I don’t want to stop.

I hear Stefan laugh. “We’re busy.” His words float through me, and anger pulses through my body. I push him back and swing, screaming when I feel my hand breaking.

“Fuck sake, Harlyn, stop hitting me.” Stefan laughs, and I push him away, whimpering at the pain in my hand.

“Stay away from me!” Screaming, I pull my dress back on.

“You heard her.” Wayne walks in and stands between us.

“No. I can’t do that.” Stefan looks at me, and Wayne wraps his arm around my body.

“You’re fine, my love.” Wayne kisses my head and I settle into him.

“Harlyn, come on.” Stefan steps forward, and I push him away from me.

“Stay away from me!” I don’t know what’s happening. Fighting back tears, I cuddle into Wayne and relax.

“You need to leave, I won’t ask again.” Wayne’s words are loud, and he turns so I’m no longer in Stefan’s view.

“Not until she listens,” Stefan shouts. “I’m not lying. That night was me, Harlyn. Do you think I would make myself a villain to the person I love?” He shouts, and my head nods.

“Yes, because you’re jealous and trying to hurt me.” Screaming, I stay clung to Wayne.

“Harlyn, that is ridiculous. Think about it.” He pleads, and my head shakes.

“No, just leave!” I shout, avoiding looking at him. I wait and hear the door slam. “I’m sorry.” God, what did I do?

Wayne moves and grips my face. “Just answer me honestly. Do you love me, Harlyn?” My head nods. “Really? What was that then?”

My mouth opens and closes. “I don’t know; I was fine, then he was too close.” My head shakes.

“It’s the bond because you claimed you. Your minds are linked, so you will feel what he does. You need to reject him, you explained it to me, so next time he comes in the same room, you reject him and it breaks the bond.”

He pulls me closer, and I nod.

“I will, I just forgot.” I did, and I don’t even know how I managed to forget.

“Now, are we marrying or not?” He looks at me.

“You still want to?” I didn’t think he would.

“Yes, this isn’t you Harlyn, using this to control you.” His finger strokes along the mark, and I bite back the screams at the pain it causes. “If you want to marry me, then I want to marry you.” He smiles at me, and I nod.

See, right now, I have no feelings for Stefan, only Wayne, so maybe he is right, and Stefan is using the bond to trick me? I wouldn’t know, I didn’t have a wolf so I wasn’t allowed in those classes to learn about it all.

“Okay, let’s get your hand wrapped up.” He smiles and steps back. “Lucy.” He calls out, and I watch the door open. She walks in. “Get someone to fix her hand and stay with her. I will make sure they are aware the wedding is still happening but is delayed.” He kisses me and walks out.

Lucy walks over and looks at me. “What happened?” she asks.

“Nothing.” I smile at her.

“That’s not nothing.” She lifts my hand. “Get the doctor, please.” She looks at the maid. “This looks broken, so what happened?” She asks again.

“I...Stefan pissed me off, so I punched him.” I watch the humour on her face at my words.

“You punched the king?” She stands confused.

“Twice, actually.” It felt great until it hurt, and it isn’t like just my hand hurt. My face did as well from where I punched him.

“Well, you’re getting married.” She smiles, and I sit watching as the doctor bandages up my hand. I won’t let Stefan ruin this with his lies and manipulation of the