Lycan's Mate (His Claim) Chapter 109

Fiona's POV

"Do you know how dangerous it is for you, a helpless human being, to be out here alone?"

"Well I'm close to the border, aren't I? I'm perfectly safe with the wolves patrolling the borders!"

He stopped pacing and smirked before taking a few steps forward.

"The ones patrolling the border are not in this region seeing as there hasn't been any activity as of recent," he said slowly, trying to restrain how angry he truly was. My blood turned cold at his words. Was I really that close to danger? How in the world would Marcus leave me like that? "You know how easily you could've been attacked had a rogue caught your scent?" His voice rose with every word and I could see his eyes darkening with madness

I crossed my arms, looking past him as I whispered,

"Well I'm safe now, aren't I?" With a single glance at his direction, I turned around and made my way towards the waterfall, hearing his footsteps follow behind me until they stopped midfield, but I continued regardless. Sitting on one of the large rocks, I pulled my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs before muttering,

"I'm just surprised you noticed my absence." It was barely above a whisper and yet he heard every word. Not at all surprising, really

"What did you say?"

I looked up at him. He was a couple of feet away from me and the wind was picking up with each second, its howl echoing across the walls that surrounded us. I was surprised I was even able to hear him from this distance.

"I don't think I need to repeat myself with your sense of hearing, Alpha."

He let out a heavy breath and made his way towards me, his footing swift and elegant, yet his aura was a completely different manner. He was beyond mad and never had that anger been directed specifically towards me before. I turned to him and sat straight, my mind alert to his every action and anticipating the worst to happen. I knew he would never hurt me, but still, even from this point of view, he was more than frightening

"What do you mean by that?" He asked carefully, standing about three feet in front of me. I stared into his eyes and noticed his wolf was just below the surface and he was practically clawing his way out by the way Blake still shook violently.

"You know what I mean." He didn't utter a word, waiting as patiently as he could for me to elaborate. With a sigh, I continued. "You're always busy all the time with all these duties and responsibilities that I barely see you. I could leave the pack house and you wouldn't even notice!"

He let out a chuckle, shaking his head. "Well, if you haven't already noticed, I am about to become of age and I need to take care of all the responsibilities I wasn't able to attend to in the month I had been away." His tone practically sent a dagger across my heart, piercing it ever so slightly as blood began to escape the freshly made wound. He began to pace back and forth again, motioning with his hands as he spoke rapidly.

"There's situations I need to take care of, young wolves who are now of age to train to fight in case of an emergency, papers to fill, a business to look after once my father retires, so many things that you are completely oblivious about. So I do apologize for my absence these past few days. At least I'm not overdoing it with more than just a few years.

My eyes widened in shock at his words, the dagger piercing my heart completely as I felt the tears begin to form. He stopped his pacing and turned to me with the same expression I had. He immediately came forward and crouched down in front of me, pushing my frantic hair behind my ear with guilt filled eyes. "Fiona, I didn't mean that. I am so sorry," he whispered as a tear streamed down my left cheek. I turned away from his heavy gaze, wanting to desperately get away from him.

"Fiona. Fiona, please look at me." He reached for my chin until I broke away from his hold.

I took a few steps away from him, feeling his presence loom over me from behind. "Fiona," he pleaded desperately, reaching out for me but I avoided his touch

"You said what you had to say, now go," I whispered forcefully, wiping away the tears with the back of my hand and turning to face him. His expression nearly killed me and I had to fight the urge to run to him and let him know repeatedly that I forgave him. With that mere face he had, one filled with nothing but regret and guilt, I could feel my bleeding heart forgiving his every word, but my mind wouldn't have any of it. It stood strong as I looked into his eyes.

"I want you to leave. Go back to your duties and responsibilities. I'm only holding you back from being a decent Alpha. So it is I who should apologize for worrying you. Now go."

"Fiona," he reached out to grab my hand but I took a step back, feeling the edge of the river collide with my sneaker. There was no way to run and he was blocking the only path I had from getting away from him. So it was either to get into a fight with an Alpha wolf or jump into the small river and hope to the goddess I don't drown with its current, not that it was possible with its slow pace.

"I didn't mean any word I said. I've just been so stressed out with what's on my plate right now-"

"No," I interjected, staring at him dead in the eye.

"You meant every word you said. My only question is, is that how you really feel?" My voice failed me towards the end and I could feel the fresh coat of tears beginning to form

He shook his head, his expression filled with agony as he stared down at me. He reached for my shoulders, placing his hands gently and squeezing them lightly. "No, beautiful. I could never feel that way."

I shook my head in return, the tears streaming down my face as I looked down.

"Yes you do. You always have, just like the others. I could see it in your eyes whenever you look at me." Looking back up at him, I noticed him stare at me in bewilderment, tilting his head adoringly as he waited for me to continue.

"You all look at me with such disappointment, it-it breaks my heart to see that. Every time I talk to someone, their disappointment is evident in their eyes. Their disappointment of having such a coward like me as their next Luna. But it hurts me most of all at how grand yours seems to be."

His eyes widened in shock at my words as he released his hold on my shoulders and took a few steps back.

"How can you say such a thing?"

"It's true, isn't it?" I exclaimed desperately, taking a step towards him.

"Is that not the reason why you've been avoiding me these past few days? Why you've always made up an excuse as to why you need to be anywhere else but with me?" I paused, waiting for him to say anything, but he stood there frozen, his eyes blinking furiously as to comprehend what I was saying. His lack of an answer was enough for me.

"You're disappointed in what I have done. It kills you on the inside as it does everyone else, doesn't it? You think I'm that oblivious to it all? That I don't hear the soft murmurs spoken about me in the pack house? Why do you think I have been desperately trying to fix things by helping your mom out around the house? Trying to see what kind of duties a Luna has to do for her pack? I'm trying hard to change their opinions, your opinion, but it just doesn't seem to work, does it?"

More tears continued to stream down my face as I took that opportunity to walk away, back into the meadow of flowers. I stopped midway, turning around to see him still standing in the same spot, staring down at the grass beneath him. I shook my head, my heart breaking at the sight as it was a confirmation to my questions. It was all true. He was disappointed in me. He hid it quite well when we were still in New Jersey, but everything changed when we came back here to a familiar setting. One that he could not hide his feelings so easily and one where I noticed the difference more profoundly. I didn't care what everyone else thought. They could spread all the rumors they liked, speak the nastiest of things about me, but the one person's opinion that mattered more than my own was his, and his was the one that was most devastating of all. How could he ever love someone like me? Someone who caused him so much disappointment after having such high expectations from me? It was just not possible. It was never meant to be

I let out a choked sob before continuing with rapid breaths escaping my lips with every word I spoke.

"I am desperately trying to prove myself to everyone....to you, but you all won't let me. I know what I did two years ago was wrong. I should've never run away and I am sorry for it all. I'm sorry for turning my back on the pack....on you....on everyone I ever cared about. None of you deserved that pain, especially not you." I paused, taking in a deep breath as I wiped away the tears.

"I'm not the same person I was back then, yet you all won't give me a chance to prove it. Maybe they're all right....maybe Cicilia's right," at that moment, Blake' gaze snapped to my own, his eyes dark and brooding.

"Maybe I don't deserve a second chance. Maybe me leaving was best for everyone....especially you"