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

to start training

can’t. Not after what just happened.

feel raw

I could see the cold disgust swiftly returning to his features, but now

even worse.

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

done something so stupid like

kiss to distract

grew up around wolves,

control a male wolf can get around his mate, especially

instincts would still be pushing me toward him.

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

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

cleverness, but I manage to slip

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

I run and

not

es justo, Que

starting

that

muscles

quiero un

behind me, and I’m coming up on the same

then shift back,

through the

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

and he turns his head

and his eyes light up as soon as he

remember the last time someone actually

before returning his attention to the page in front

and stand at the edge of the picnic blanket.

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