The Lady In Peach ~Tamia~ Sylvester’s eyes lingered on her, not moving, not blinking.
I wondered if she was Susan.
I looked around, and I saw Leo looking at me with concern.
I could remember this scene from before.
It had happened to me before, but I did not want to believe it was happening to me again.
I saw Linda and Theodore dancing and did not want to call them.
Stephanie was talking to one of the guests, and Marcel was introducing Avery to people.
I did not know if I should squeeze Sylvester’s thigh or call his name.
“Sylvester,” I said with a breathy voice, and he did not respond.
My heart began to race.
“No, no, no, Tamia,” Kaira said in pain, and I contemplated waiting around to experience the disgrace that would ensue.
“Sylvester,” I said with a breathy voice again, but his eyes remained fixed on the blond woman in the peach dress, and I watched the words escape his lips.
“Mate“.
4 My eyes filled with tears immediately, but I fought them.
Even if I cried, it would not be in public.
It would not be in the eyes of Pamela and Leo.
It will not be before everyone.
So I held it together, but I was utterly broken inside.
The woman began to approach.
She was beautiful.
Hourglass shape, plump lips, doe eyes, oval– shaped face.
Perfect in every way.
I sat still, shaking inside.
Sylvester stared at her; to him, she was the only person in the world.
I understood the feeling; I had been there.
Every fibre of me wanted Devin.
I wanted him so badly, but I fought it.
I did not know where the strength came from, but I fought it.
It didn’t look like Sylvester was putting up a fight.
Sylvester was the wolf lord.
He did not need to fight it.
He was allowed to have mistresses and keep harems.
Being faithful to me was a choice for him and not an obligation.
He had not claimed me yet and did not need a blue moon to claim this woman.
I was truly fucked.
What if he accepts and claims her and chooses to keep me as his mistress because of his baby? If that ever happened to me, I would run away and not look back.
I sat still and watched her approach.
I wanted to chase her out of the hall and have the guards hurl her away, kicking and screaming, but I knew Sylvester wouldn’t have that.
She was his mate, after all.
Her eyes were teary as she approached.
She looked relieved and happy.
There was so much joy in her and a tinge of regret too.
Who was she? “Mate,” I heard Knight say with a growl, and my insides churned.
I could no longer speak.
Breathing was hard, but I sat still.
1 “Susan?” Sylvester said, and I figured out why they both strongly reacted to the mate bond.
Susan, the Susan that he told me I
He lied.
the look of regret in her
had stayed and not run off to the south, they would
like
to
mentally to
table and smiled at
She said with a breathy voice ignoring
falling down her
and then someone made a loud
of the sound, and it
someone at the top of
him, and I could see
to help me save face because everyone was looking
at Susan and
what to say, but I was
said again, staring
completely as if I wasn’t there, and I could
man, and it
Sylvester, and his breathing
did not want
at him, and I could see him battling Knight, and I knew fate
to deserve this? It was alright that it happened to me
it seemed to be a curse that
people found their fated in the Mountain pack, and Leo was
Pack, only
Likewise, Linda’s pack.
fought my tears and tried to be strong through the humiliation that
through my mind, and I was
easy, and he had
him doing the
said, and she smiled at
he called
did not look
staring at
that was my cue
gently and was about to walk away when Sylvester held
up and continued
witness this painful event? I wanted
leave
would remain with him
was my
wouldn’t have
Sylvester did not reply.
I could feel the conflict between him and
goddess you
her sentence, and she
to get away, but he
my hand away from
crumbling inside, but he locked his hand on
“Well, you are wrong.
will be getting married soon,” he said, and Susan looked at me, a
are fated,” She
reason for him to dump everything and be with
not care about such
me and bring me back
fate has made it that we are
lied
Susan,”
to risk being
brewing, and he had to be
not a good
linked him, resigning myself to
His hand was shaking.
for him to resist
would be so because they were
amplify their
away like my mother warned you to,”
3.
“I still love you.
never got over you,
of returning, but I was too afraid of what would
Please, Sylvester.
are meant for each
beats for you the
Please.
leave you intentionally; I wasn’t given a
can make this
to be together,” She argued, and he shook his
talk about this in private
because she knew she
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