Chapter 323

EMILY

For a second, I lay there, dazed and confused.

I’ve never experienced anything like what just happened between me and Axel.

But I’d barely come down from the impossible high when he got up and walked out, leaving me here feeling used and unwanted.

The cold air registers on my cooling skin and I shiver, quickly dragging my clothes over to dress myself before someone can walk in here and see me like this.

I thought what was happening between me and Axel was something special, something amazing.

That just maybe, somehow, we could get past all the things between us and become mated after

all.

Except I can see now how lust clouded my mind and impaired my judgement.

I feel shame and embarrassment storm through me.

I can’t believe how I let myself lose control like that. With a man who barely tolerates me and would kill me the second he discovered the truth of what I’d become after the horrible experiments the old Roberts Alpha and his son Liam conducted on me.

Axel had said I was required to begin my training again.

I don’t completely disagree with him on that idea. I’d like to sharpen my skills once again, and the idea of training everyday-having some structure and routine, as well as something to look forward to-it’s actually very appealing to me.

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I only wish I’d thought of it myself.

Now, Axel and Aaron will probably take the credit for any improvements training might bring me.

but I’m doing it for

I don’t want to start training

after what just happened.

feel raw

the cold disgust swiftly returning to his

even worse.

only wonder how much worse his treatment of me is going to

have done something so stupid

to use a kiss to distract

wolves, mated and

a male wolf can get around his mate, especially when they’re

instincts would still be pushing me toward him.

close to him-trying to trick him so I could win

the underground facility, avoiding the curious gazes of other pack members I pass here

I manage to slip away so I

I’m free, I let my mind go quiet and my instincts

I run and

not

justo,

I’m starting to

that

muscles

me canse y quiero un juguete nues

left Rathborn lands behind me, and I’m coming

slow and then shift back, walking

emerge through the woods onto a small clearing

there on a picnic blanket with a sketchbook in his lap and various pencils and

a twig underfoot, and he turns

light up as soon as

painfully in my chest as I try to remember the last time someone actually

to the page in front of him. “I was wondering if

over and stand at the edge of the picnic

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