Chapter 25

It was time to let go of everything.
I was so angry at her. She rejected my request to pick up the call from my brother. I saw how she ran out of my embrace to get his call. The worry in her eyes was not to miss the call. I fucking hate it. I slammed my hand hard on the steering wheel. I started to feel that burning sensation back in my chest. I went to Roslyn thinking her nearness would make this feeling go away, but it ended up igniting it even more. More fiercely, making me feel so out of control. Fuck, I need a strong drink to quench this burning sensation inside me. I turned on my phone and drove to the club. I had asked my friends to come to the club. They messaged me back, saying they were already waiting for me at the club. It took me half an hour to reach the club, despite the crazy speed I was driving. My wolf was feeling so restless. He wanted to be with his mate, and so did I, but I couldn't go back. I wanted to quench this burning sensation in my heart. I was too cowardly to accept that I was jealous of my little brother. I know he has a soft spot for her. He has always been nice to her, and that's the reason why she cares about him. He cares about him not hurting him, but he cares not even a bit about how I would feel. You never cared about her feelings, either. My wolf growled, making me clench my jaw. I gripped the steering wheel more tightly. I stopped the car in front of the clubs and threw the keys to one of the bouncers standing there. I met with Jeff and Leo.
“Someone looks pissed,” Leo commented when he saw my tight jaw. I ordered a net of whisky. I wanted something so strong, and Net Russian whisky was it. I closed it in one go. I didn't even flinch when it burned my throat. I ordered one more. Leo and Jeff kept looking at me with curious, amused eyes.
“It seems like you are all riled up after spending time with Lilian,” Leo commanded while smirking and looking at my neck.
“Got a hickey from your new mate,” Jeff commented with a smudge on his face. I rolled my eyes and gulped the whisky in one go. I decided not to answer the question. The bartender once again filled my glass.
“Don't tell me you got that hickey from Roslyn,” Leo said in disbelief, concluding it from my silence.
“You still sleep with her even after you promised Lilian you would marry her,'' Jeff asked in disbelief.
“Sleep with her. She hardly lets me kiss her.” I scoffed bitterly, emptying my glass once again. Jeff and Leo looked at each other when I said that.
“Mason, you lost your mind. What are you doing, dude?” Leo said in annoyance while looking at me.
“You are getting more and more entangled in that omega,” he said, and it made me clench my jaw. I held the glass more tightly.
“Don't you think it could be her strategy to not let you near her and use a mate bond against you to manipulate you?” Leo said, and I gulped the whisky once again. The burning in my chest was nowhere quenched.
“I don't know, guys. Shut up.” I growled, not wanting to hear anything against Roslyn. Deep down in my heart, I know she is not like that. Jeff exhaled deeply, looking at me.
“You know, Mason. Once, I was in love with Nera Long, Roslyn's best friend. I want to be with her. I wanted to get married to her, but her family rejected me because my status did not match hers. I was nothing in her family's eyes because my family was not as rich as theirs. Nera couldn't defy her parents, and we had to part ways. The world works in the same way. If they don't see any benefit in the relationship, they break it. Toss it in the dustbin,” he exhales deeply while saying it. It made me look at him. I could hear a pain in his voice.
“After a long time, I realised maybe it had ended for good. You are in the same situation. Making an omega as your Luna won't bring any benefit to you. Instead of becoming your strength, she can become your weakness. No good will come out of it, Mason. Let it end for good,” he said, telling me from his own experience. His words made my head heavy with thoughts. I didn't say a word after it. I kept drinking and drinking. In the end, I was so drunk. I went to her apartment. I found all the lights switched off. She must be sleeping. I tried my best to fall in the dark with my fumbling legs. I saw a small figure sleeping on the bed when I walked inside the room. I discarded my clothes and slipped beside her only in my boxers. I wanted to feel the warmth of the body. She immediately stirred up when I pulled my body to my bare chest.
“Go back to sleep,” I said sternly, and she moved her head to look at me. I could see her face even when it was dark.
“You are drunk,” she said in disbelief.
"Yes, I'm drunk. Drunk on my sorrows,” I said, accepting it. I was torn between my heart, my mind, and my stupid feelings.
“I don't want to sleep with you in the same bed,” she said sternly, hiding the emotions that stirred up in her eyes when I said that. I saw glimpses of the fight we had before I left in her eyes. She tried to get up. I did let her get up and pulled her more to my bare chest. Her body went still when she whispered the next words darkly in her ear.
“If you get up, I will keep making love to you all night.”
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