IT’S OVER
Damien's Pov
When Christie had come into my meeting to inform me about Freda's presence, I was shocked and restless. Although I had ordered that she stay back and wait for me, I could hardly concentrate on what I was saying anymore. She was here. To see me? Elara had said she would come. I had waited for days and now she was here.
Was she healed? Was she still badly hurt? What has she come to do here? When she barged in requesting to see me, I couldn't help but feel a rush of happiness. Was she that eager to see me also?
I had discarded everyone out for her and even if I pretended that her presence didn't matter, it was all a lie. I was happy she was here. She looked healthier than the last time I saw her. She had questioned me as to why she met herself at her father's kingdom.
It took me by surprise that she asked me that. All she wanted was to be with her mother and leave my kingdom. I gave her just that, and now she was complaining. That didn't make sense in any way. I became strict with my response, but she snapped back also.
"You came to tell me this?" I asked when she spoke about not wanting any freedom. "Freda, why do you want to hurt my feelings once again?" My voice hardened.
How could she come all the way to rub this pain on my face?
"I haven't come to play with your feelings. I had come to tell you that I want you, Damien and you only misunderstood the freedom thing. " I heard her voice break.
"You spit lies Freda. You enjoy being a human so much. This is worth it, you'll be making a mistake if I allow you to come back here."
"Damien…"
"Weeks Freda!" I pushed her slightly by the shoulder. " Weeks, you left! I was empty and lonely. All I needed was you!"
"Same get, Damien. I couldn't help but…"
"You couldn't help but hurt my feelings. That's what you enjoy doing."
"That's not true" Tears ran down her cheeks.
"Leave, Freda. Just leave". I turned my face away from her, unable to watch her cry.
"How about our bond?" She cried. "We are mates, Damien"
"Oh, are we? You don't think about that when you want to run off"
"Does this bond not mean anything to you anymore?" She sobbed.
"It stopped meaning anything the day I found out you didn't want me as much as I do." I cleared my throat when it seemed like my voice was breaking. I couldn't show Freda the emotional torment I had been going through.
"I loved you too much for you to do this to me! You were the fucking reason why this throne mattered. It was you I thought of in the morning till I went back to bed. I cannot sleep because your scent still lingers in the room. I cannot help the thought of someone else replacing me in your life. I am restless when you're hurt and trapped in your fondness. It is you, I want Freda."
I moved closer to her very tempted to touch her, but I stayed back again. "I wouldn't waste my time anymore if all this first mattered to you," I said to her.
"If it didn't matter, I wouldn't be here Damien."
"Oh, you're only here because I rescued you from William. You have no choice but to appreciate my kindness."
A choking silence settled between us and soon, it was only her sobs I could hear. I wouldn't dare look at her crying was going to grab her to myself.
She wiped off her face, sniffing. My eyes sank into her watery eyes and my heart broke. "So what are you saying?" She asked, hitting me on my chest. "Is this over? All we shared, is it all over?"
My chest tightened at that question. All I said was the summary of what she asked, but to respond that it was over between us was heart-wrenching.
"Answer me, Damien. Is this over? Are you rejecting me as your mate?"
"I am not rejecting you as my mate" I snapped back. It wasn't as serious as that.
"Then what is all this."
"I am only telling you to go. Get all the freedom you want. This relationship does not matter anymore. Be independent and happy. Let Damien be off your mind so you can soak in all the happiness you've always wanted. "
"And in simple terms?"
"Yes, Freda. It is over." I said.
She froze, her eyes fixed on me and tears uncontrollably dropping. I wanted to grab her, hug and kiss her. I had missed her so much, her scent, her words, her body.
"Please, go back home, Freda. While it is still early."
"Damien."
"If you need escorts. It's the last thing I would do for you." My heart sank as the words came out of my lips. Did I want her to go? I didn't, Damien, I didn't.
"Fine…" she said and walked out of the meeting room without looking at me. Was that it? Freda was gone? All of these were over? It couldn't be.
I rushed toward the four like I wanted to call her back, but I could only watch her run out in tears with Christie running after her. Have I done too much by saying our relationship was over?
Should I just have given us a chance to figure this out? Even if she didn't love me as I did, maybe she would have learned or grown into it.
Was my decision too fast and stupid? Regrets ran through my thoughts. What if she never comes back? Have I lost my mate just like that?
An aching pain remained in my chest. It felt like it was the pain from a mate rejection. I hit my chest hard to relieve it, but it hurt too much. I hadn't rejected her, I only asked her to leave.
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