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Nora:
I couldnât believe my eyes at that moment. I had been worried he would never text me again. My
fingers hovered excitedly over the screen, but before I could open the message, the maid informed
me that my breakfast was ready.
Great. Now I will get to enjoy my food and speak to my mate. I was finally happy and excited.
âBring it to my room,â I instructed, planning to sit and eat on the terrace. Now that one of them had
texted me, I felt much more at ease, maybe even a little loved.
The maid prepared the table for me, and I sat happily in the chair, enjoying the view of the
mountains from my roomâs terrace.
âUmm! This is so good,â I smiled at the delicious food; even the hash browns were cooked to
perfection.
I still held my phone in my hand. Since I was starving, I wanted to take a few bites before enjoying
the message from Cain.
With a toast in one hand and the phone in the other, I unlocked the screen to read his text. The big
smile on my lips began to fade as I realized what the message was all about.
It wasnât what I was expecting it to be.
Cain: Natalya must have arrived at your pack. I hope you donât take your frustration out on her.
Sheâs too sensitive these days because of
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what she went through at Miaâs funeral. So even if sheâs mean to you, bear with her. You should
really remember before being rude to her that you owe her an apology. Take care of her, I donât
want any complaints from her about you.
The smile vanished completely. I felt suffocated and angry. A tear blurred my vision, but I quickly
wiped my eyes to reâread the text.
He was worried for Natalya, as if he didnât know I wasnât the kind of person who would harm
someone.
Did he really believe I was so wicked that I would attack her? I dropped the toast onto my plate and
began to sniffle quietly.
With sobs escaping my lips, I typed a message to him.
Me: You think I will hurt her?
It felt like I had done it on purpose. There was no way he would say otherwise. He had already
answered my question in his previous text.
Cain: Havenât you done that before? Letâs not argue. I have no time to waste on you. I wanted to
warn you, and I did. Take care of my Natalya, because, Nora, if something happens to her this time,
I will be the one punishing you.
My jaw dropped when I read that message. I instantly got up and went to the edge of the terrace to
breathe some fresh air. So he changed so much after I left? he had never been so openly
threatening towards me for Natalya like he was now. Thatâs when I saw the girls in the garden,
giggling and having fun. Natalya was busy playing with Lara, while Daphne was on her phone with a
smug look on her face. April and Clara seemed to be catching up and taking selfies together.
They were all so happy.
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It also confused me that everyone loved them. I must be doing something wrong or behaving in a
way that makes others think Iâm capable of hurting people or being cunning.
Me: I did not expect this from you.
That was all I could say to him, but I still kept checking my phone for a reply. However, he never
responded.
He had made it clear that he didnât want to bother with me.
Growing anxious, I decided to reach out to another one of my mates for comfort. I had a feeling
Ryker would be very harsh with me, so I relied on Nash.
He wasnât like that. Even when he used to get angry, he would always try to hold it in for me.
Me: Your mate just arrived here. I hope you know Iâm avoiding the girls to stay out of trouble.
I hated it, absolutely hated acting so desperate and constantly begging for their attention. I just
wanted things to go back to how they were. I guess I didnât appreciate those moments properly. But
this time, I will. I will savor every second of it.
The way they used to care for me and were so possessive about meâit was unfair how they
showed me so much love only to take it all away.
Nashâs name appeared on my screen, causing my heartbeat to quicken. I was afraid he might have
said something harsh too.
Nash: Good! Avoid causing trouble.